I have two kinds of slumps.
1. I cannot focus, I cannot think, I cannot read.
2. I devour books in hopes of feeling something (often joined by varying cups and flavours of tea).
Today has been a number 2 kind of day where I managed to read almost all of Wilson's First, We Make the Beast Beautiful (FWMtBB). I first came across this book in a generic shop, not one for books, probably Kmart, and found myself in love with the cover. The next thing, was the fact that the book focused on anxiety, and heck man, if you've met me you know that that is around 89% of my personality.
This book is a combination of self-help and memoir as TV personality and author, Sarah Wilson relives her own struggles with anxiety. Unfortunately, whilst we share a first name, Sarah and I do not share a large portion of our anxiety and how we manage it.
The biggest struggle that I found in reading this was that Wilson appears to come from a significantly different life to me. With the ability to travel internationally easily, and live out a seemingly minimalistic lifestyle and jump from health professional to health professional - I felt on the outside of Wilson's advice. This was a common theme with phrases like "get rid of your car" (90) and the stressing of meditation. I felt consistently that Wilson did not understand that, in regards to a phrase like "get rid of your car," as a means of promoting walking, limits the ability for some people to be able to earn money, to transport themselves safely and effectively. Further, the minimalist lifestyle was bothersome. Having struggled with this concept in the past, (there was an article on a TV channel recently where two men spoke about their experiences and their six figure salaries) I wasn't a fan reading about Wilson's ability to drop possessions. I felt as though she did not understand that whilst, yes, consumerism is negative, the ability to life without objects because you have the wealth to afford certain experiences or walks of life, retracted from the need for people to earn money in order to put food on their tables (if you're involved in capitalism even though you critique capitalism, it's an endless cycle idk how to explain it) and buy things that may mimic or even bring genuine happiness that isn't affordable on a wage less than six figures. Whilst I come from a low-middle socioeconomic status, Wilson's frequent references to celebrities she'd met, and countries she'd been to highlighted to me that any middle class that she'd belonged to once no longer existed. I struggle significantly to relate to individuals who use their economic situation to benefit themselves and not those around them.
There was also a lot of things I struggled with in terms of the structuring of the book itself. Don't get me wrong I loved that this listed things in numbers, counting things is such an anxious perk of mine and the ironic comments on the side or generic side notes were really great. But there were a reasonable number of grammatical discrepancies, changes in tense.
Also, similar to the name-dropping, were the mentions of people such as Lena Dunham. This is something I didn't appreciate.
Now, regardless of all the issues that I had with this book, there were definitely a number of things that I did enjoy. Sometimes quotes really stood out to me like: "How do I know what to think until I see what I say?" - E.M. Forster (95). Equally there were some experiences that I identified myself with strongly, like Weekend Panic where you feel the need to occupy yourself on weekends. This is one of my worst anxiety traits, the need to keep consistently busy, which has lead me to work more weekends in order to reduce my days off (simultaneously causing me stress when I am unable to take some time to breathe, but hey, anxiety).
I also related strongly to a quote on 276, "I generally find that anxious people spend a lot of their lives trying to have fun doing stuff other people find enjoyable." This is another thing that I am a firm follower in, and reading it will hopefully make me choose my own plans, no matter how small they are.
This book I found incredibly confusing, hard to choose a side of whether I liked it or not, whether I found it helpful or not. Which I think is very aligned with the themes of anxiety addressed within its hardback cover. However, given I'm in a pretty bad slump, it hasn't brought me out of it, nor has it submerged me further, I think I need to respect that sometimes things just "are." Sometimes there cannot be a time without depression or anxiety, and like Hugh Mackay is quoted within the book, I find myself wanting to also replace the word happiness with "wholeness."
Regardless of the shared experiences, FWMtBB did not make me feel whole. In fact it made me feel nothing. Perhaps one day I will read the book again, not because I am attracted by its brilliant cover design, but because I find my views align closer with Wilson's. Perhaps one day, it will help me out of a slump.