I like Rosie O’Donnell, always have. This book left me a little underwhelmed. Maybe I read it too quickly after Celebrity Detox, too much of a good thing?
Find Me was an interesting glimpse into mental illness. How it not only affects those who suffer from it, but those who watch from the outside. I was uncomfortable with the view into Rosie’s head that the book afforded me. I don’t want to go that far into anyone’s head, let alone someone I only know from watching TV and the movies.
The book tells the story of a woman who contacted O’Donnell with a story about being pregnant and having no options. Which turned out to be untrue. It was painful to see how much O’Donnell immersed herself in this woman’s life, almost to the detriment of her own and her children’s lives. I don’t want to know this much about her inner demons. I have enough of my own.