I am a sucker for a great memoir; real, personal stories are the ones I find most interesting. Which is exactly why I loved this book so much. I felt like this book can really speak to people. A reader needs to look past the specifics- one does not need to be a Type I diabetic, or gay, or a boy with curly swoopy bangs, to relate to this book. One needs only to have struggled with something, anything, that made them feel different, defective, outcast. And who among us has not, at some point, had such a struggle?
I found the book to be incredibly well written, a perfect balance of wit, self deprecation, and seriousness. The chapters are interspersed with vignettes of Tim suffering severe reactions, and I found those to be highly educational. I never realized, despite the fact that I too have seen Steel Magnolias, the drastic shifts in personality and behavior that can occur when a diabetic person's blood sugar bottoms out. I wonder how many times we think someone is drunk or high or crazy, when really, they are just a diabetic in need of some juice.
I found this book to be brave, and honest, and raw. I wish more people had the courage to tell their stories the way Tim has.