Book 11: The Joy of Snacking. It's hard when you don't like someone's deeply personal memoir, but I didn't. The front cover of this book made it seem like it was about snacks and... er... joy. The back cover makes it clear that it's about the author's lifelong struggle with some sort of disordered eating, an unhelpful bad relationship, and a confusing relationship with both her parents and her body. And a lot of it was told in a roundabout non-linear style so I wasn't even sure what was going on