"I Was A Baby Bulimic"

When I began reading I Was A Baby Bulimic, I was unsure of what I was getting into. But after reading it can I just say this, WOW. It blows me away that people struggle with their weight and body image that much. I have been blessed with a higher metabolism than most, but I still have some body issues. However, never in my wildest dreams would I imagine myself going to such extremes. I mean, I guess he didn't either, but wow. Anyway, I thought it was like the other memoirs in the sense that it was very much a big part of Frank Bruni's life. It effected him in the sense that he struggled with it every day of his life starting at 18 months. (Wow. Sorry, still shocked by the story) I thought that in a way it was more like Salvation in the sense that this story was sad. To think someone struggles with their outer being so much that they start feeling insignificant on the inside. It just sends me into a state of Shock and Awe. Wow. Okay, so I think that's everything that really came to mind in comparing these three memoirs. Thanks for reading!! :)