<blockquote> I didn’t think the world owed me anything. I simply believed I would conquer the world I was born into, in my own way” (pg 266).</blockquote> 

The vignettes of Mariah’s life are so easy to read despite the darker moments of her life. You truly never know what someone’s going though. There’s a saying I always heard in church, “you see the glory, but you don’t know my story!” Mariah’s family was really trifling, and we see the journey it took to extricate herself from the toxicity in her life. 

Now, there’s a real fixation on skin-color from light to dark, blackness, who’s the color of a waffle, and growing up biracial/mixed race, but, hey, a lot of society and the US is colorstruck. With Mariah’s mixed-race experiences, I think the exploration of race was warranted here. There’s only a brief mention about Nick Cannon (he’s the father of her children, so I get it; keep it classy) or the messiness with Stella. Another memoir maybe? 

Still, I enjoyed reading this. Loved the BTS on Maraih’s biggest hits.