What I loved about this book was Marcies ability to own every single life experience with brutal honesty, combined with genuine sincerity & a sense of compassion for the ‘other players’ throughout her life. She has chosen to write about them as colourful flawed human beings who we are capable of understanding & empathising with. She has not depicted them as shallow characters simply included in her memoir to loathe which – equals boring. What I took away from reading her memoir is that despite everything she had thrown at her, it was still written with love – love and heartache sprinkled with humour.