My year of rest and relaxation - Ottessa Moshfegh
And we come to an end, and what an end. I started this book not really feeling it, but then managed to finish it in a couple of days. My second read was at a market stall where I was feeling decidedly depressed. It's not a pre-requisite to be close to submerging yourself under a bridge but being slightly low definitely makes the main character more relatable and less annoying.
Essentially this is a book with a very snarky, judgmental protagonist, yet it probably shows a side of us many have, even if it manifest differently. Moreover, being a female protagonist it was freeing reading about sluggish, self-pitying behavior in an age of self-care.
It could be argued that her solution to sleep for a year is exactly that - self care. But with the cocktail of sedatives and alcohol it's completely different form 2020's yoga and smoothies.
A must read for young and unhappy women.
