With that title I had high expectations of crazy adventure and fun stories, but I was slightly let down in reading it. It is interesting to “experience” all the different forms of therapy she goes through, from crying on a couch, to silence retreats, to acupuncture to colonoscopies, breast massage and shamanistic retreats to the desert but I would have preferred more anecdotes and less Daddy issues. I suppose I should have expected those in a book about a therapy addiction. Oh and the voodoo was nonexistent. I think writing this book was a bit of therapy for the author as well.

I received this book as an ARC from Netgalley and the publisher. All opinions are my own.