“My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate for the solitariness of my waking hours”
Anna is a normal, hardworking woman, who suddenly starts to feel burning pain whenever light touches her face. The condition gets gradually worse until she has to resolve herself to the confines of her room, where the windows, and even the gap under the door, is blacked out. Unable to sit by computers, or have a light on to even read a book, Anna is stuck in the dark, listening to her radio, or sleeping the hours of her black life away.
Though a sad story, Anna writes this in a way that doesn't make you feel sorry for her. She finds the humour in her situation. She writes with hope, something I definitely wouldn't be able to find if I were in her situation.
I think anyone suffering from either depression, anxiety or a chronic illness, anything that causes people to stay in their houses, in their beds, for the most part of the day, if you are a sufferer I believe you would be able to identify with this book. You don't burn with pain when the light touches your skin, but you are consumed by the darkness in your mind - and though that isn't the point of the book, I think the idea is definitely in there.
Again, this is another easy read, it's only short and it isn't full of words and paragraphs that are hard to follow. I don't think I've ever read a memoir before, always thinking they would be sappy or narcissistic, but I can say that this book isn't that. However, having said that I don't think I would make reading this style of book a regular occurrence. Yes, I enjoyed it, but I need more of a plot to my books, I need something I can get hooked on.
Overall I think I would give this book a 4/5. I didn't expect to like it as much as I did, nor to give it such a high rating, but its hard not to be enamored with Anna's hope, and her humour, in a situation I would personally find all consuming.