Let Me F*cking Cry is an emotionally raw story of weathering through the excruciating stages of grief after losing a loved one. Its pages unfold the challenging cycles of breaking co-dependent behaviors and learning how to love yourself enough to live for yourself. This book includes journaling space after each chapter to encourage the reader to unload their own grief, in the hopes of finding healing and acceptance.
'Trigger Warning'
This book talks about mental illness, grief, death, substance abuse, depression, and abuse.
This is an extremely vulnerable experience.
The intention of this publication is to help others find comfort in the imperfections.
Rhiannon Janae is a female writer residing with her girlfriend in New Jersey. Rhiannon has been writing ever since she was young as an outlet to use her voice, she wasn't comfortable expressing in spoken words. Rhiannon hopes to connect her words with those who suffer from grief and codependency. Rhiannon has suffered numerous losses of those closest to her and hopes those who have also suffered can find a form of healing through her words.
It's as if you have given me a book with no words written inside, a movie with no film playing, or music without any sound. I am constantly trying to write you out of me, but there is no pen. My hands do not work, and all I am left with at the end is that blank sheet of paper with only your last words written on it:
Some great poetry but I personally found that I didn’t relate. It explored a lot of dark topics and I thought the chapter on acceptance would be more uplifting than it was.
IM SORRY, but there was one poem I liked in this whole book. Maybe I got the wrong impression of what the narrative was, but I simply just did not enjoy it. I cannot give it anymore stars
this book broke me. i’ve lost a friend very close to me and this book made me feel comforted in knowing i wasn’t alone with my struggles with grief. I also HIGHLY enjoyed the notebook pages to let out my feelings on what each chapter brought up for me.
I highly recommend this book if you have lost someone or struggled in a toxic relationship
Raw, moving, and unfiltered. Let Me Fucking Cry had me nodding, smiling, and even wiping away tears.
Lines like:
“What would have happened if we had found ourselves before we lost each other?” and “I hope you find beauty in the eyes of the one who stares back at you in the reflection you tend to be most afraid of.”
stopped me in my tracks. I related on so many levels. This book is a safe space for grief, healing, and self-discovery — and I loved every page.
This book was a gift from @d0o0rax and I have taken so long to read it because part of me knew it was going to both hurt and heal me… and at the time, I just wanted to sit in my grief for a while and not face it like I should have years ago…
A book about grief, toxic relationships, trauma, childhood issues, loss of family, mental illness, substance abuse, and abuse in general.
Set in the five stages of grieving: • The Denial • The Anger • The Bargaining • The Depression • The Acceptance
If you are someone who found yourself loving someone too hard when they never deserved an ounce of your time; this is the book for you. I have never felt so seen as I did with this book, and to put words to feelings I have felt for so long… is a blessing…
Walks you through her personal stages of grief with detailed memories of times that broke her and put her back together. Many of the poems are relatable whether you’ve lost someone or not. The feelings of sadness expressed are described in a way that makes you feel her pain rather than just understand it.
“I stayed stagnant for years with my head turned behind me, avoiding the waving arms that were up ahead. Until one day I sat up and said, “f*** it.” And I looked forward and started walking. That was the day I lost and found myself all in the same moment.”
When I say this book hit me in my soul, IT HIT ME IN MY SOUL. I found myself saving page after page after page on my phone to reread later. One of my favorite reads to-date.
“Grief wraps itself around me like a wool blanket in the dead of winter” A lot of people believe there is no greater display of love, than grief. While there are a few things I can’t personally relate to within these pages, there is a lot that I can. The overall experience of taking each entry in, and feeling along with the author was very special.
Made me very sad to read… especially with how relatable it is. It hurt but the way the sections kinda of validate you and guide you through healing really helped. Read Words You Never Thought Youd Hear after and itll really tie together
How much I related to this book hurt in the best way possible. Grief still consumes me but this book made me feel like I’m not alone in that, so here’s to trying to get to acceptance.
Poetry verse type of book. Really enjoyed this one. Good relatable content. Easy to read. I ended up highlighting a lot of good parts. No complaints at all really!!
i could find myself in a lot of the poems!! must admit that the second half is better than first half, but to me it only confirms how being in pain makes your art better which i enjoy reading.
"A lack there of" is my favorite poem in this book. It just makes sense, the way it leads with "Grief wraps around me like a wool blanket in the dead of winter" got me hooked. Grief is always there and sometimes it's the thing you look for comfort in. When you lose somebody you love you look for them in everything and that's what makes this poem stand out. it encapsulates how it feels. if you haven't read this book or couldn't get into it, I highly recommend that you give it a shot. Just go into the book with that knowledge. I swear this book changed my life!
This book was so deep and insightful in the most admiral poetry I’ve ever read the deeper meaning behind the gist of it, all resonated with me beyond belief to know a love like that, destroyed me, and having to pick myself back up to no grief, so deep, and never goes away, always looking for a way to hold onto it all, letting it become Who I Am from the inside and out, healing the broken and losing myself in the process
"I used to think death was something to fear. Until one day, I heard my mother’s faint voice in the silence of my walls. I swear I could hear her say, “It isn’t death you are fearing, it is life. You have been asleep in the darkness for too long, but now it is time to return to the light.” It was at that moment I realized that what I had feared the most was the one thing that would make me the happiest: healing"
I am not a regular poetry person, but I needed this right now. I have been feel extra "griefy" recently and these words helped a lot. I don't always have the words to describe how I'm feeling or what is going on in my brain but I have found some great pieces in this book that perfectly describe my grief.
I just dont think this book was for me. Only a few of the poems resonated with me. I think I may have been too healed, which sounds weird but a lot of the poems are about processing a breakup from my perspective. Still good poems tho
Poetry holds a special place in my heart because when I don’t understand my feelings, or have the words to describe things, it does it for me. I sobbed the entire time I was reading this book. It’s definitely going to hit you on a different level if you can relate to the story she’s telling.
I love that this book was poetry about a girl who struggled with her partner dying. It was super sweet, and I would 100% recommend this to you. I love how it's telling the true story and her real feelings.
" You are too good to let some guy who doesn't even love himself make you feel so unloved". If there has been a book that has made me cry for hours, this is the one. I just started reading it yesterday and I could not stop sobbing. The book deserves its title!
Some good passages in here! I’m part of the dead dad’s club and thought this would be a good read for my grieving heart. It was ok. Couldn’t relate to most passages but the ones I could were memorable. Found it a touch hard to follow at time. Otherwise was a fairly enjoyable read!