Summary of Glennon Doyle Melton's Love Warrior

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Book Preview: #1 The world wants us to choose whether we want to be small, quiet, and uncomplicated or big, loud, and complicated. But what they don’t realize is that every girl has to make this choice: whether to be true to themselves or be true to the world.

#2 I am four years old and my father is a football coach at our neighborhood high school. On game night, my mother bundles me up in a fluffy coat, earmuffs, and mittens. When she’s done, she kneels in front of me and admires her work. She is pleased.

#3 I was always aware of my beauty, and I tried to be generous with it. But I understood that smart was more complicated than beautiful. I learned that people were attracted to me but repelled by my confidence. I began to understand that beauty warms people and smart cools them.

#4 I’m ten years old and I’m trying to disappear into the corner of the velour couch in my grandmother’s living room. My cousins chase each other from room to room, a tornado of squeals and skin. I’m not a fish. I’m heavy and solitary and separate, like a whale.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Feb 19, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669349051

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Insights from Chapter 1

#1

The world wants us to choose whether we want to be small, quiet, and uncomplicated or big, loud, and complicated. But what they don’t realize is that every girl has to make this choice: whether to be true to themselves or be true to the world.

#2

I am four years old and my father is a football coach at our neighborhood high school. On game night, my mother bundles me up in a fluffy coat, earmuffs, and mittens. When she’s done, she kneels in front of me and admires her work. She is pleased.

#3

I was always aware of my beauty, and I tried to be generous with it. But I understood that smart was more complicated than beautiful. I learned that people were attracted to me but repelled by my confidence. I began to understand that beauty warms people and smart cools them.

#4

I’m ten years old and I’m trying to disappear into the corner of the velour couch in my grandmother’s living room. My cousins chase each other from room to room, a tornado of squeals and skin. I’m not a fish. I’m heavy and solitary and separate, like a whale.

#5

I binge and purge several times a day. Every time I feel my unworthiness, my sadness rises, and I numb it with food. Then I feel full, which is as unbearable as sadness. I purge it all out, and this second emptiness is better because it is an exhausted emptiness.

#6

There is a price to pay for sinking into bulimia, and that price is sisterhood. Until I choose bulimia, my sister and I share one life. There is nothing that is mine or hers. We even share one security blanket.

#7

I survived middle school by