Diary Entry: 01.18.2025

I read a review on book that inspired me. A book I haven’t finished reading, mind you. But it felt like it was created for me and the season in my life that 2022 brought to me.

Untamed by Glennon Doyle felt like she knew me. Like she knew who I was and had lived through the portion of my life I was currently struggling with: leaving a long term relationship with a man for a woman.

Of course adding in my experience with polyamory kind of complicates the situation a little differently. But overall, the part of the book I have read, spoke volumes to me. It gave me a strength I needed when I had so much fear revolving around coming out later in life.

I found this review on her book on Goodreads, and it tore apart her book for her privilege as a middle class white mom, for not having gone through anything tragic in her life, and for feeling like her experiences were unauthentic or fake. They go on to bash her decisions as a parent, to call her hypocritical, contradicting herself, and just tearing apart her character as a human being not just the writing she had published.

I think it is very important to know and acknowledge your privilege regardless of your occupation or standing in life. It is important to understand that as white women, there is a system in place currently that benefits our voices over the voices of people of color. It’s important to acknowledge that the system is broken and to help uplift the BIPOC communities.

That whole review made me question for the millionth time, “do I even have a story to tell?” You may not know, but I am an aspiring author. I want to publish poem books and books filled with essays and art one day. Not because I feel like my story is so significant that it “needs to be read“, honestly I don’t. But I got through some really challenging times, by reading someone else’s vulnerable paper heart. And maybe, because I experienced something like this, maybe someone else has too. At least those people wouldn’t feel alone in their experience when they reach my book.

I believe that every person has a story. Every single person has an experience that is relatable to another. There’s an audience for your story that may feel inspired by your writing to become an author. And then the cycle continues.

Anyways, when you read someone’s vulnerable experience of finding themselves, be kind. And if you can’t be kind, leave them alone. We create art, write stories, publish books, to connect with others and add to the lived experience. Everyone is allowed their own opinion and the same opinion can be said with kindness.

When I finish reading the book, I will come back to this post and provide an honest review.

That is the end of my spiel. I hope you have a wonderful day.

Till next time.

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