I saw a post the other day from an amazing bookstagrammer that I follow that really triggered deep memories from me. @sdavisbooks posted the picture you see below. After reading the lessons she learned from The Perks of Being a Wallflower, it really reminded me of the situation I was in when I happened to read the book myself. These lessons she pulled from the book are just so spot on, and I had so many memories rush back from the moment that a good friend of my recommended this book to me just at the right time in my life. So during my sophomore year of college, I was starting to realize that I had some minor depression-like symptoms. I would go from incredibly happy and laughing one minute to crying for no reason the next. It had only happened once or twice around my boyfriend, and even he had issues pulling me out of it. He was back at home, two hours away from me up at college. I was getting a cold and my body was overall run down. I don't remember what all else was happening at the time, but I do remember my voice teacher/choir director giving me one small critique and me just breaking down for no reason. She thought she had said something wrong, but really, even I didn't know why I was being so emotional. She tried to talk to me, but when I couldn't explain my feelings, she sent me to the nurse, but not after giving me her copy of The Perks of Being a Wallflower and recommend I read it. So I headed to the nurse, still emotional. She checked me out and gave me some cold meds. But she also was worried enough that I was still so emotional for no reason, that she called and made sure that the school therapist made room for me that afternoon. After a talk with the therapist about how I stifle my highly emotional self to the point that it just all comes out at once, I headed back to my room, ready to just take a break from the world and rest for the night. But I wasn't tired. So after tossing and turning for a while, I remembered the small book in my backpack. I pulled out The Perks of Being a Wallflower, curled up in my bed, and read it. The entire thing in one sitting. The book was exactly what I needed on that highly emotional night. It helped me feel. I was able to be vulnerable and raw as I read the book, and I let out my emotions that had been coursing through me as I read. I feel as if there are some books that come to you exactly when you need them. These books help you through whatever situation you are in at that point in your life. The Perks of Being a Wallflower was one of those for me. Seeing the amazing post from @sdavisbooks on Instagram was a reminder of this benefit of books, and of course that is also a benefit of being in such a great community like bookstagram! I love that those of us in the reading/writing/literature community can be so relatable and vulnerable with one another, and I never want to lose that. So if you haven't before, check out Bookstagram and get involved! Having an online community can be a great benefit to everyone, so join ours! I certainly love it, and everyone is very welcoming (even if you're like me and don't have a lot of cool POP! Figures or amazing bookshelves yet!).
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