The classic autobiography of a TV producer recovering from a Valium addiction.
I read I’m Dancing as Fast as I Can because it was only 99 cents for Kindle. It has not aged well at all but I couldn’t put it down. It’s so dated but I found her earnestness kind of refreshing. However, the therapy she got was pretty horrifying, especially all the doctors who justified and even defended the behavior of her abusive boyfriend. I never quite understood exactly what was happening to her until the end when it was explained that she had a psychotic break. So maybe her boyfriend didn’t really abuse her? It didn’t quite make sense.