I typically read celebrity memoirs and this book made me wonder if I am doing myself a disservice, not reading books written by writers. Hyeseung Song is a writer.
DOCILE is beautifully written. Not your typical memoir, Song uses an entertaining vocabulary: shivved, whetstone, rued, aphorism, supplicating, pernance, abstruse, intuited, eked, antithetical, dais, fey. She writes that she's tried to make art of her experience -- and she has succeeded!
She writes of her family dynamics, of a mother who teaches her that "love was entirely conditional, and you could vanish--even to your own mother--at any moment" (page 72) and "happiness is what you want when you can't get anything real (page 92).
Halfway through the book, Song takes a break from college, suffering from depression. Her mother, unwilling to let this happen, finds her a job in Korea. And then Song's there, writing reports on economic factors leading to the current financial crisis. After she returns to to school, finds herself spending time in a mental institution; she gets married, gets divorced, finds art, and also finds a diagnosis for her condition.
All of this is to say: she searches for a purpose in her life. For her life. For happiness. To be visible. To matter. To enjoy life.
In the end, she writes: "I defected labels and saw myself as made up of many aspects, like a shiny mosaic, visible to some people at one angle and to others at another, when no one but me could calculate my worth" (page 287).