Gracie Gold is not fucking around in this memoir.
I appreciated her goal, which I believe she achieves, of laying unsparingly bare the ugly realities behind the burdensome mantle forced upon her at a young age of an idealized, Grace Kelly-lookalike, America’s Sweetheart expected to glide around flawlessly smiling and bedecked with medals for her country as reflected in her handed-to-the-media last name.
The truth behind these unattainable expectations is that Gracie was struggling in the toxic, conservative, patriarchal world of professional ice skating and contending with personal challenges including major depression, suicidal ideation, anxiety, sensory issues, body dysmorphia, eating disorders, sexual assault, grief and loss, chronic pain and injury, and family trauma such as parental substance abuse.
Since Gracie’s goal is to correct the record and deliver the grit behind the gloss, this is a pretty raw and honest, unadorned, plainspoken and straightforward account of Gracie’s past, present, and continuing journey toward integration, healing, and authenticity, and toward self-acceptance and self-compassion foremost. It’s relayed frankly, conversationally, and casually, in her own words, and it can be pretty bleak at times: the woman has been through a hell of a lot especially given her still-young age, and she is the first to admit she’s still a work in progress.
However, there is a lot of hope in this story, both for Gracie and for other skaters, athletes, and survivors. I admire and value her willingness to tell truths that need to be told about depression and mental health, including BDD and EDs, and to share her unique insider account from within the dysfunctional, to put it mildly, world of professional skating and sport. And I was really glad that Gracie has gotten to a place where is she able to relay parts of her story seemingly without any major shits to give about what some others may think or how it may come across. This must feel like such a great antidote to the secrecy, shame, stigma, and judgment that prevailed during her pro skating career.
Most of all, I am grateful that Gracie’s story demonstrates she is now able to give herself permission to prioritize progress and process over perfection - a principle that also seems to inform the coaching work she is now doing with young skaters. This is a great step for any athlete - or for any woman generally - held to a relentless Perfect 10 standard both internally and externally on the daily.
I wish her continued health and wellbeing in her journey!