The author recounts a childhood marked by verbal and emotional abuse, which escalated into sexual assaults that continued throughout her teenage years and into adulthood. Feeling voiceless within her own family, the author turned to bulimia as a way to express her anger and cope with the feeling of being trapped in her body. This coping mechanism worked for several years until the responsibilities of adulthood became overwhelming.
In an attempt to calm her nerves, the author began drinking, quickly developing an addiction to alcohol. For the next twenty years, her life was a constant struggle, managing both bulimia and alcohol addiction. It wasn't until the author was forty-three and in her second round of sobriety that she fully understood the impact of her actions on others and accepted responsibility for the wreckage she had caused.
Throughout her writing, the author expresses a range of emotions, including angst, despair, anxiety, and pain, but also moments of clarity, hope, faith, and love.
