I am a company believer that one may love some body inside the an enthusiastic unconditional ways without the need to inform you it having thing proofs
Really don’t manage their pseudo redemption and/otherwise perform. What matters certainly are the facts, here and today, one to Abby acknowledges all of them while they are horrible nevertheless manages to stay with Travis.
I couldn’t finish the fucking book because I was feeling sick to my stomach – and I insist on saying the characterization of the love story was goddamn awful and puerto rican women for marriage should never be seen as something okay. So do you honestly think I care when you say I should have finished it before writing all this? Bring me personally a fucking break. I have witnessed abusive relationships in real life; this book depicts the beginning of one, and the memories alone are enough to make me wanna puke. I sure as hell won’t force myself to undergo the whole 400 pages.
* Will eventually the guy won’t allow her to get free from new flat given that he believes her clothing aren’t compatible adequate. For this reason the guy pushes their adjust. Okay. Can i deliver back once again to the “This is not ok behavior” part of the review?
I’d like to talk about this for a second. Marriage and tattoos? What exactly is that it? Travis unexpectedly got an “Abby” tattoo, without warning her, without considering the consequences of such an act (but I suppose I am asking too much out-of your, considering he’s tribal tattoos everywhere his looks). Anyway, Travis emotionally challenged her, and so she got one too. Again, what is this? A leash that she will never, ever be able to free herself from? What if their relationship doesn’t last? What if they get a divorce? Basically, until the day she dies, she will look at her skin and remember that at some point in her life, she chose to mark herself not as a person, but as a wife. As someone’s something. And that’s just terrible.
I am creating this just like the I feel therefore Mad about it publication. Women fought and still fight every day so we can be treated as equals and not as objects. I’m not going to sit still and pretend this book didn’t horrify me. Because it did. It fucking did, big time.
Also believe it or not but I’m not doing this to tear the author down, I don’t really care about her, my review isn’t about her but about the book. It’s nothing personal, I respect her as a human being. I just feel very sorry for the messages she conveys through this what you but Beautiful Disaster.
*** EDIT#2: : Yeah, so. About that. There seems to be some kind of Reviewers VS Authors movement here on Goodreads (but also on Amazon, Twitter, etc.). Since the author of Beautiful Disaster made me be a part of it, I’ve decided to join here two links. The first one is a blog post, written by author Hannah Moskowvitz. Check it out, it’s really good. Second one, written by Nafiza, on her blog. And I have one thing to say: you go, girl.
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*** EDIT#4: : Yes, I know this is way too long already but I wanted to add something. For the trolls who’ve been telling me for the past fucking year that this is just fiction: not only do you come off as stupidly paradoxical for being on Goodreads in the first place, because it’s a website for people who feel passionate about books, but you’re also wrong. When you read a book for entertainment purposes only, you’re relaxed and receptive, almost vulnerable, as unconsciously, you assume that what you’re reading is okay and right (otherwise it wouldn’t be published, would it?) Therefore you don’t really pay attention to the real meaning behind what you’re reading. After all, “It’s just a book”, right? Wrong. Sometimes you have to wake up, and realize that what you’re reading is in reality a dangerous stinking piece of shit. Yes, it’s a book, but young girls read this and unconsciously absorb the messages that are being sent, and then it has an impact on the way they carry out their personal lives, without even realizing that stupid books like this one contributed to giving her a black eye and pushing her down the stairs. In reality, it doesn’t work like that. You can’t change someone who’s damaged and unstable just because you love them, no matter what the books try to tell you. Don’t waste your time trying.