I really enjoyed reading this book, way more than I thought I would. The reason I bought it in the first place was because of my severe dislike of self-help, life-coaching books. I've said this many times in the past, but I find self-help books useless, and just a marketing tactic to for people to make money based on BS that anyone can come up with. Self-help books is an easy way out for average, non-skilled writers, to publish books. I don't believe that you need a "book" to help you find happiness and positivity and peace in your life. Your whole life is a series of experiences, good and bad, you have to fail to experience success, and what one person experiences or gets out of a situation, is completely different than what another would. No two people will ever get the same result or outcome, so these books - they're a waste of time.
Now, what I loved about this book Marianne proved me right!
This is actually a "self-help" book in a very indirect way. Marianne, who has hit rock bottom in her life, decides to resort to self-help books to "heal" her. She decides to read one self-help book a month for a year, and follow every single instruction and advice given. What it does, is it ends up messing her up a lot more than when she had started. She becomes so caught up with herself that she pushes the closest people to her away. The conclusion at the end, in fact, is that she never really needed self-help books. She just needed to learn to accept herself, and love herself, as she is, and rely on those around her to pick her up when she's down.
Another thing I really enjoyed about this book is the way it was written. It reads like a chick-lit almost (minus the romance), making it a really easy-to-read book. Very well written, and very enjoyable! Probably the only "self-help" book I'd ever recommend!