It almost feels like Allie Brosh is me. That is how much I can relate to almost relate to some of the things that happened to her. I love the simple drawings and the way she writes. I am also a pretty shitty person in my own way, just like Brosh. Sometimes when I am really mad at someone I hope they get stung by several wasps at the same time, or that they fall off a cliff, and there are times I fantasize about punching someone in the face.

At the same time though, I try to convince myself that I would be a hero if a disaster happened when in reality I'd stand still and hope it goes away, just like Brosh.

The chapters about depression are also extremely easy to relate to. Depression doesn't always have a specific reason. Sometimes it just happens for no apparent reason and it can be hard to describe that to someone who has a reason to be depressed or who has never experienced depression. And just like Brosh, being told to cheer up and other "helpful" phrases made me feel worse, and I also wanted to not exist anymore.

Anyway, I really loved this book. Since I checked it out from a library I will have to give it back, but I will definitely buy it one day.