Allie Brosh and her MS paint art are a part of Internet history, so like a good kiddo, I pay homage to my elders by reading Hyperbole and a Half.

While some essays, like the Goose story or the singing duck, are uproariously funny, the more serious comic essays really hit home for me. As someone with depression and anxiety, a lot of Brosh's struggles were all too real. I applaud Brosh's candor. I don't know if I'll ever be able to publicly expose such an unflinching critique of the self as she does. This book took so much honesty and bravery.

I can't decide whether I recommend Hyperhole and a Half. Yes, it's a good comic, but by the end I was left alone with some uncomfortable reminders of the harsh brutality in my existence. To each their own.