The Story of My Tits has been haunting me awhile, waiting on the library shelves until I got the gumption to pick it up. With a family history of cancer, Hayden's story was something I needed to read.

A memoir in the sense that the story revolves around Hayden's changing relationship with her breasts, the comic touches on many different topics. Familial love, identity, responsibility, romance, dreams/goals, changing living spaces: The Story of My Tits comes close to autobiography. Rarely does a blurb hit the nail on the head for what a book is about and what journey it takes the reader on, but this one does. I giggled and teared up and called my mother. Hayden's thoughts on the untouchability of ill people, how they sit with us, yet are very far away, were especially poignant. Her thoughts on having children smacked me upside the head in a good way.

Overall, Hayden's memoir is touching, bittersweet, smart, and needed. I definitely recommend it to anyone staring down the barrel of cancer.