Sometimes when it rains, it pours. This almost seems like an understatement when reflecting on Tig's turbulent four months in 2012. Still, I would not label this memoir as a downer, but rather a thoughtful and introspective reflection from a clever (deadpanned) comedian.

Unless you are inflicting harm on yourself or others, I do not think there is an inherently wrong or right way to deal with grief. Everything has to be dealt with contextually, and that is something that Tig touches upon in a series of emotionally honest and personal accounts.

My favorite chapter was, "God Never Gives You More Than You Can Handle." Tig is definitely not someone who feels sorry for herself, but she does allow herself to realistically assess the trauma she has experienced. She does this while rejecting blindly saccharine positivity and other well-intended cliches. While this may not be everyone's approach, it was an outlook that echoed my own sentiments and experiences, so I super appreciated it.

This was a pretty solid read.