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Review by Andiswa 98 -- Don't Mind Me, I'm Just Having a...
[Following is a volunteer review of "Don't Mind Me, I'm Just Having a Bad Life" by Lewis Kempfer.]
As a previous victim of abuse, this book triggered so many memories for me, and reading it proved very difficult but liberating. Don't Mind Me, I'm Just Having a Bad Life by Lewis Kempfer is an awe-inspiring body of art, the fact that this a true story is what makes this book breath-taking and captivating.
This book is a memoir of Lewis’s life. His troubles began at the age of four where his father disapproved of everything he did and emotionally abused him. The emotional abuse quickly moved from emotional abuse to physical and psychological abuse, his father’s disapproval wired Lewis into harming himself every time he felt like he had failed and seeking a father figure in every male figure that entered his life, and this is what Lewis would carry into adulthood. It seems like everyone that Lewis comes across abuses him, from that shady psychologist that preys on his anxiety instead of helping him, to his friends and stepbrothers that constantly sexually assault him. The problem is that he doesn’t see this as an assault but rather a way to ensure that people approved of him. His constant need for approval sees him liking other guys not understanding if those were genuine feelings or him feeding his hallow constant need for male approval. this memoir is sad because it details how Lewis stumbled through life with so much anxiety, brokenness, and a hallowed sense of belonging which saw him making life-damaging mistakes such as having unprotected sex, subjecting himself to threatening situations in a quest for rough sex, drugs, and pushing away people that loved him to him ending up with a life-threatening disease. It takes the death of a loved one to pull him out of everything and he finds God.
The humor Lewis has about his life is the only thing in this book that did not make me cry, his humor, though dark makes reading this book bearable as it shifts from one horrific part of his life to another. This book serves as a lesson that everything we do to our children sets a chain of events that might end up destroying them.
I wouldn’t suggest this book for previously or currently abused people as this could trigger some bad memories. If you also hate vulgar, erotic scenes and have issues with gays this would not be the book for you as it details horrific scenes.
I rate this book 4 out of 4, because, as a victim of abuse this book reminded me of how far or rather how little I’ve come to healing and moving on from my trauma. This book somehow provided hope for me that one day I’ll heal and move on. With that note, if you are a victim of abuse, looking to cry and obtain hope that one day you’ll be okay, this is the book for you. But if you are not that person, please avoid it.
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As a previous victim of abuse, this book triggered so many memories for me, and reading it proved very difficult but liberating. Don't Mind Me, I'm Just Having a Bad Life by Lewis Kempfer is an awe-inspiring body of art, the fact that this a true story is what makes this book breath-taking and captivating.
This book is a memoir of Lewis’s life. His troubles began at the age of four where his father disapproved of everything he did and emotionally abused him. The emotional abuse quickly moved from emotional abuse to physical and psychological abuse, his father’s disapproval wired Lewis into harming himself every time he felt like he had failed and seeking a father figure in every male figure that entered his life, and this is what Lewis would carry into adulthood. It seems like everyone that Lewis comes across abuses him, from that shady psychologist that preys on his anxiety instead of helping him, to his friends and stepbrothers that constantly sexually assault him. The problem is that he doesn’t see this as an assault but rather a way to ensure that people approved of him. His constant need for approval sees him liking other guys not understanding if those were genuine feelings or him feeding his hallow constant need for male approval. this memoir is sad because it details how Lewis stumbled through life with so much anxiety, brokenness, and a hallowed sense of belonging which saw him making life-damaging mistakes such as having unprotected sex, subjecting himself to threatening situations in a quest for rough sex, drugs, and pushing away people that loved him to him ending up with a life-threatening disease. It takes the death of a loved one to pull him out of everything and he finds God.
The humor Lewis has about his life is the only thing in this book that did not make me cry, his humor, though dark makes reading this book bearable as it shifts from one horrific part of his life to another. This book serves as a lesson that everything we do to our children sets a chain of events that might end up destroying them.
I wouldn’t suggest this book for previously or currently abused people as this could trigger some bad memories. If you also hate vulgar, erotic scenes and have issues with gays this would not be the book for you as it details horrific scenes.
I rate this book 4 out of 4, because, as a victim of abuse this book reminded me of how far or rather how little I’ve come to healing and moving on from my trauma. This book somehow provided hope for me that one day I’ll heal and move on. With that note, if you are a victim of abuse, looking to cry and obtain hope that one day you’ll be okay, this is the book for you. But if you are not that person, please avoid it.
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Don't Mind Me, I'm Just Having a Bad Life
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