Love Warrior: A Memoir

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

I found Love Warrior first through Elizabeth Gilbert's podcast "Magic Lessons," featuring an interview with Glennon Doyle Melton. I was so knocked out by that podcast, which I played at least four times, that I bought her audiobook immediately. I see this three-part book as dealing with Body, Mind and Spirit. I don't know if that was the author's conscious intent, but that's how it works. Part One blew me away, as I struggled with many of the problems she did growing up. I wanted my husband to hear it to know how women size themselves up and how our culture impresses upon us its values--and we learn to devalue ourselves. Powerful. Part Two got into her mental space and Part Three was significantly more spiritual. At the end of Parts One and Two each, I felt like the book was complete and would have been satisfied, but was delighted with what came after. The author does a great job reading her own work and I held on for every word, and immediately began recommending it when I was finished. I've listened all the way through twice, and will likely play it again.

If a person is unhappy, she tends to overthink and over-analyze the circumstances in her life. Under a sad state, she will find a lot of faults in her situation, and would go back again and again on what happened in the past. Loathing of self and of others would come into play, and if not put in check, she would lose sight of the present and the possible promise of a better future, and just continue to wallow in the grief of the past. Good for Glennon, she fought and pushed against the demons of her past and freed her inner being to claim happiness. It is remarkable how Glennon went through her transformation. While it was depressing to read about her dark times, her courage is inspirational. Kudos to Craig as well, who fully understood her and respected her wishes; he truly loves her.

A clinical psychologist, now retired, I specialized in relationship therapy for most of my career. Were I in practice today, I would encourage my couples to read Love Warrior. They could benefit from this author’s openness, her pure honesty in describing her woundedness and healing. Glennon grew to understand that we are all flawed in some way. During our growing up years, we do the best we can to get our needs met. Along the way we develop coping strategies, some healthy, some destructive. While these strategies may help us get through childhood, they often don’t serve us well in a committed relationship. The author artfully shows us the process by which a partnership can unravel, then be mended through a willingness to be vulnerable, and to eventually create the safety needed for a loving, honest relationship. On a more personal note, this beautifully written memoir evoked strong emotions in me, once again reminding me of my own woundedness. I cried in recognition of the hurt child that I was, and remained, well into adulthood. Obviously, based on my intense reactions, I still have that child inside. Thank goodness. Knowing her has helped me to heal. As did Glennon, I traveled back to understand that little girl who did her best to please others, as was needed for survival. I give my highest recommendation for Love Warrior.

This self discovery narrative takes place over decades, taking a long journey before the point is actually made. I am glad I stayed with it but must admit, I considered quitting more than once because the tedious paragraph after paragraph of self examination with pain in finding no answers got to me. The most memorable portion of text to me: I think about the tragedies the women in my life have faced. How every time a child gets sick or a man leaves or a parent dies or a community crumbles, the women are the ones who carry on, who do what must be done for their people in the midst of their own pain. .........Have women been the Warriors all along? A moment of reckoning for me, the Warrior.

The author is a self-absorbed mess. She is mentally unstable and should absolutely not be someone giving any sort of life advice. She starts out having issues that she blames on others, turns her back on a rape victim (she acts as if her own actions are not her fault and rather the fault of "society"), never takes responsibility for her actions or her behavior, never really gets any "better" and then plays manipulative mind games with everyone in her life (at times directly against advice from mental health professionals) and seems to come out of her life experiences feeling vindicated and self-righteous. Read this for book club and would NOT recommend.

Doyle’s book will be revelatory to some, and self-indulgent to others. Some readers will find it frustrating, and others will call it candidly refreshing. Somehow, this book was off of my radar and I didn’t discover it until it came out in paperback. Fans of Elizabeth Gilbert’s, “Eat, Pray, Love” will probably enjoy this book. Doyle chronicles her tangled issues with alcohol, food and relationships, and she uses these as coping mechanisms for her feelings of disconnection. After quelling her addictions, she turns to marriage and motherhood for a sense of belonging, but unexpected admissions of infidelity, leave Doyle again unmoored. Suddenly, her carefully constructed world is brought into sharper focus, and she must confront and examine everything she feels about her marriage and herself. Through therapy, reflection, yoga, religion and solitude, she gains insight into the dynamics of her marriage, and forges a healthier sense of her own identity. The memoir isn’t a marriage repair manual, but instead, it’s Doyle’s journey toward finally finding her own voice. Where she was once detached, afraid and uncomfortable, she learns self-acceptance, forgiveness and grace. She reminds us that life and love are wonderful, difficult, complicated and deeply worthwhile. A good read.

Started interesting, but I got to a point where I just didn't care anymore. I couldn't even finish it.......I wanted to read anything, but this.

I think people will like this book if they are open-minded. I had read the other people’s reviews before I bought this book and I was skeptical because some said bad about yoga and the story - enjoyed the first half but not the rest and it is inevitable for women to change once they have their baby. I did not feel the author praised yoga but I received it as she tried everything to make herself and feel better. Also, the story was good and decent; I like how she opened her mind to anything that worked for her. However, I did not love this book because of the tone. The book was felt too dark for me but I am glad I finished the book and it was worth it. The author had laid out her life story with a pessimistic view that was hard for me to read at first but the ending was more hopeful and optimistic than the rest of the book.

I actually became acquainted with Glennon when she married Abby Wambach, as I am a big USWNT soccer fan. This book is so relatable for anyone who has experienced the challenges of marriage, body issues, substance abuse, self-doubt, religion, parenting, and I could go on and on. You don't have to have experience with all of these issues to feel like you can relate to Glennon and her struggles. I found myself in so many of her thoughts, and she reminded me of the simple fact that "We can do hard things!". I would highly recommend!

Glennon has a difficult life. Glennon had an addiction to alcohol. Glennon had bullemia. Glennon has a cheating husband. Glennon can't love easily. Glennon will never be thin enough. Glennon is also a stay at home mom who can move to Florida on a whim and has plenty of money to try every quasi-spiritual fad going. Glennon is basically a whiny annoying white lady who can't understand why her husband (clearly a sex addict) would cheat. Honestly, I don't blame the guy. If I had to put up with her nonsense I would be long gone. But it is OK. Love Wins!! Glennon is now a self-styled guru a la Elizabeth Gilbert just without any of the writing talent and no interesting travel stories. God (and Oprah-but maybe they are the same person) is now talking directly to Glennon and she is passing the word onto us. By cramming as many "love", "light" and female power passages as possible into the last few chapters of this book as posssible she has established a huge following. Not to mention her awesome advice on how to talk to your children to keep them empowered (literally the fakest conversations ever committed to type). But buy it and read it and have as much fun as I have had over the last few days reading and commenting on mommy snark blogs about it. Just be smart enough to realize this is an attention seeking narcissist not a guru.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

I don't think I knew for sure what I was getting into when I started this book but I was pleasantly surprised. This had to be a tough book to write bc it was tough to read at times but I relate to Glennon throughout this book SO MUCH. Ive sent a representative on place of the real me as long as I can remember. I don't know how on earth to get to my real self but Glennon put so much perspective into how she found her peace and her true self, I might know where to start.

At times it was okay but a lot of telling and no show. Just too preachy for me and when she gets on the God part it goes on and on. Even a memoir should have scenes and they were non existent for the most part. At times my eyes glazed over at all the preaching. Kind of surprised it was on best seller list. Sorry not my favorite book and I read a lot of books from various genres. It's just ok. Not my favorite and disappointed.

My bias (privilege) probably did not let me get into the crux of the author's position but her words provided context for me to become more aware of the lives of others. Favorite part: "And so (insert coping mechanism: depression, eating disorder, drug and alcohol addiction, self harm, etc) becomes the place I return to again and again to be alone, to go underneath, to not feel so much, to feel at all, safely. [It] is my safe, deadly hiding place. Where the only one who can hurt me is me. Where I'm far away and comfortable. Where [it] can be as big as it is, and I can stay as small as I need to."

I love that Glennon found herself and began to understand to love herself. Every woman should get this chance. But the book to me was dry it could have been summed up in about half the pages. She seems to have a writing style that drags out a point to where you don't even remember or understand what she is saying. She babbles. The book is also misleading because right after the book was published her and Craig divorced, so it seems a little fake to me the whole ending. I won't read another book to find out why. I googled her name while reading and found this out. I also saw an interview of her and stopped halfway through because I found her a little annoying. I wish all the best to any women who can see her faults and try and repair them.

I expected more from this book than a "recovery" memory detailing the cycle of addictions, bulimia and self destructive life style. Then she marries and all is not well. In fact, more disappointment is on the way. In between incidents the author reflects on her rediscovery of Christianity and offers "psychobabble" explanations for her treatment. This book, in fact, reads more like a series of blog posts than a literary achievement.

I like many of the other reviews thought this book was good until about mid point and had trouble finishing it. The author goes on tangents of just babbling for way too long. You kinda just want to say "Okay Glennon we get it, now move on." As another reviewer pointed out she doesnt own her mistakes and choices clearly. Instead alot of blame is put on others. I think if you are looking for an interesting memoir with an honest female, your time would be better spent reading Cheryl Strayed or Elizabeth Gilbert

How can you possibly overcome all your problems? How can you live with your tiny imperfect self? This isn't a self-help book, but it's such a towering example of how one person figured out how SHE needed to answer those questions that you can't help but to be inspired. Plus, Glennon Doyle is a lovely writer.

Oprah has a definite effect on me and when she recommends a book I try to read it. At the beginning I felt the author was very self indulgent. While I felt sympathy for her I also felt dislike. I pitied her family and her husband for the suffering they endured. However as the book went on my dislike turned to empathy. And after all that torment she and her husband parted. The book wore me out. That is all I can say.

This memoir was so incredibly empowering and inspiring that I have already recommended it to every woman I know. I won't give a way too many details about it (pretty sure that isn't allowed) but here are just a few reasons why this was easily was one of my favorite reads: 1. I read this novel as part of my own self-love journey. As I read the details of this woman's journey I was profoundly inspired by the effect that self-love and self-care had on not only herself but her relationship to others. 2. One of my all time favorite people is Oprah (like basically everyone else in the world) and I once heard a speech when she reminded us that your cup must run over with love for yourself before you can give it away. This novel encapsulated that way of thinking flawlessly. 3. This is a woman-to-woman kind of read. I have found that many times memoirs resemble the relationship women have with society in general. The writers do not always fully expose themselves or their family and instead tell their story through a stereotypical mold. This story did nothing of the sort! The entire read felt like a shocking conversation between me and my best friend. She told me her deep, dark secrets and I cried from relief knowing I wasn't alone. Phenomenal, Brave, and Elegant. Thank you Glennon Doyle Melton. Thank you.

I know, I know. Written by a much loved writer....millions of sales. I read another book she had written and liked it so I ordered this one. You guessed it. I didn't like it. It was so darn repetitive I thought I was going to start shredding the pages. It's one thing to write a book that continuously interesting and quite another to be so repetitive to just fill pages. No....I will not be a fan of this writer....nor will I purchase any more books she writes. Sorry.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Glennon - thank you for speaking to my soul. As a life-long adamantly anti-religious person, I was concerned I couldn't enjoy this book as soon as my friends said "God stuff." But I was wrong. I related to so many parts of her self discovery that it hurt and brought me joy all the same. I am interested in studying spirituality more closely now. With an open mind. Being a child of divorced parents (and then after my mom's second divorce), religion felt like a rejection and it was, quite literally, something I was excluded from in my community. For 20 years, I've held resentment towards the cruel judgement and hypocrisy that came along with christianity. I think it would do me some good to try again. Even if it's not something I find helpful, I will cherish this book forever. I am a love warrior, too.

This book is my thoughts, memories, and daily questions. While Glennon and I have separate evils we conquered them daily and found a way to the other side by discovering ourselves. My deep takeaway from this book that I wasn’t expecting is the rediscovery that women being listed as “helpers” isn’t a derogatory term, it is THE term. To help is to guide. Women are the reason for everything and our strong mentality it the reason everything survives. We are strong. We are warriors.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book as I’ve been going through a separation with my husband. She is relatable, funny, and courageous. I’m a writer as well and think we write with the same tone. Her beliefs about Christians and spirituality are my beliefs, and I related to how she found herself on the mat and breathed through her pain...did I write this book? I also could relate with Craig some of the time as he fought hard to keep his marriage in tact and I am doing the same. People are human after all, and if you can love their bad parts just as much they heal. I think I highlighted almost everything in the book!

I enjoyed this author's story ultimately, but at first, I had to force myself to read the early chapters about her childhood. She wrote it from her perspective as a child and it was hard for me to stick with it. I am glad I did though. Clearly this lady had a tough life full of insecurities (like most of us) and it took a toll on her relationships until she found her true self and began to live authentically. May sound a little foo-foo, but her insights can help all of us live more authentically and thus, more contented.

So full of herself. Not worth reading after a third in.

I saw Glennon on Oprah and realized I needed to read her book. Her life and message struck a chord with me. She struggled with her feelings and ended up using drugs and sex to numb herself. So many of us use something to numb with instead of allowing ourselves to FEEL. When you feel you can eventually let go and heal. It isn't easy. It isn't a magic pill. It's the work you do while you're here and we all need to do it. This is a book I will read over and over to keep getting the wise words she shares that might've passed me by in the other times I read it.

If I could give this book no stars, I would. This is the worst thing I've ever read. It is basically a long-form blog, a never-ending hymn to victimhood. Confessional bloggers are not artists.

This book was on my list before Oprah picked it, and I wasn't surprised when she did. It's a very brave and pretty amazing memoir, and O and G make a great team. I relate to sooo much in this book, as a woman, a mom, a wife, a FEELER. There were whole paragraphs and pages that I’ve essentially written elsewhere myself, sometimes literally word for word, like batting thoughts away like Whack-a Mole. I rarely read books more than once, even when I want to. It’s just so hard when I’ll already never be able to read all the books I want to once. But I can see myself re-reading parts of this one again, such as trying to reconcile the different ways a husband and wife want to know and be known, and how demolishing it can feel to attempt to share trauma. I don’t think I’ll ever feel like I don’t fall short on the latter, and Glennon nails it: “When a friend asks, ‘What happened?’ I want to pick up a crystal vase and smash it into the ground. That’s what happened, I’d say. The few times I try to tell the shattering as a story, I regret it. Spoken words make what happened to us to tidy, too palatable, too ordinary. I can’t describe the ferocity of the fear and rage inside me with words tame enough for the light of day. When I finish the telling, I want thunder to roll and mouths to drop open. But most often, the listener makes the pain harder for me by trying to make it easier for her.” The pain of suffering alone is great, but not as great as someone not “getting it” and substituting endless platitudes for hearing and witnessing. That is exactly why I retreated to my cave during my trauma, and it’s why I would do it again, with the exception of the support community I’ve found. There are things in the book I don’t relate to, too. I have never been at war with my body (that is not something many women say), in fact, I feel completely in touch with it, I know it, and I love it, even when sometimes I could like it a little more. And while I love all the ‘truth,’ and ‘strip down and get real,’ and ‘fight for real love’ spirit of the book, I tend to take a more crude approach to that spirit, which involves a lot more four-letter-words and a lot fewer “holding space” and “light” (though Glennon does drop her share of F-bombs, which I definitely appreciate). I am much more pounding-out-miles-and-stuff-in-my-running-shoes than breathe-from-your-belly-classes and connecting-with-the-God-in-me-in-hot-yoga. For now, I just don’t have the patience or make up for those things. (And forget the religion, I don’t have that at all.) But I love that too, that it’s not one size fits all, that it is—and has to be—whatever size fits each of us. That’s the beautiful bottom line of Love Warrior, and Glennon Doyle Melton: It’s all okay. We’re all okay. Better than okay. Love ourselves, love each other. Love that message! What else I love: Glennon lives in Florida, we are both readers and writers, we both have young kids; I know that somehow, some time, our paths will cross. And we will hug the hug of sister Warriors. I’m looking forward to that. And her next book!

The best thing you can say about an author is that they walk the walk not just talk the talk. The book is well written, but I felt cheated when I realized that two weeks after publishing this book, the author left her husband for a woman. Huh? Please folks if you looking to save your marriage don't look to this author.

I enjoyed this book although at times thought it was too much. At times, I wondered if the main character has a "normal" day. But as someone who has been through marriage troubles in the past, I can relate. It reminded me of past challenges. I am not sure it is totally realistic, but I liked it. And I always support those who try to work through troubled relationships. And are trying to grow personally.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

I love her writing, it's totally captivating and at times just hilarious. I really enjoyed most of the book but towards the end, I lost interest. She became really philosophical and almost preachy. I understand that after she wrote this book, she made some life altering decisions which seems to contradict this writing so maybe that knowledge influenced my assessment of this book.

Actually didn't finish, found her story to be a bit unrealistic and instead of rooting for her and feeling motivated by her story I tended to focus on the things that didn't make sense ( nothing written about her rehab / recovery from alcohol and bulima, just she just stopped?)

What a powerful story! This book was referred to my from a friend in a support group for those who suffer from the effects of betrayal trauma due to the behavior and actions of sexaholics in their lives. This was just what I needed a couple of years ago after finding out that my husband cheated on me multiple times in our 12 year marriage. Doyle perfectly identifies and describes what that feels like from the betrayed's perspective. She also suffered from addictions in her own life and describes how trauma in her life led to practicing those addictions. This helped me to understand my husband's reasons behind addiction--his life's trauma. This is a very real and powerful book that everyone should read!

For me, the most helpful relationship book I've ever read, and that doesn't begin to describe my admiration and passion for it. Glennon's honesty and transparency are among her many gifts to me and her other readers. Soon, my husband will read and discuss it with me, chapter by chapter. I have high hopes!

This book is a must read. It is truth, a reality check and therapy. It moved me to change my relationship. To decide what I really wanted my life to look like. To work on it, fight for it and know that each day in a partnership matters. I had a good marriage. Now I have a great marriage, more honest more loving and more joyous.

This is a great book. It took me a little bit to get into it. It is a memoir and a lot of it revolves Glennon's childhood and growing up. It is a great book but I read Untamed first which just recently came out. This book involves Glennon's first marriage and Untamed is about her and her marriage to Abby. Part of me wishes I had read them in order. They are both great books though.

Love, sex, being in a relationship or being married - mean different things to different people. It was an insightful read to know how it felt and what it means to the author. She was very candid about it and explains her background, through her difficult years growing up so that we can understand her behaviour towards these topics. And I think that's a very good thing. She also talks about how she has managed to overcome many of these issues in a very nice story.

Definitely a thought provoking book. I only give it 4 stars because there was so much mention of God. I respect the author's perspective but I don't share that type of faith. Her journey really resonated with me though.

In a style that's almost raw, Glennon nails what it's like for a woman to feel the pull between what is expected of her by society and being her true self. I was instantly transported back to my own challenges with growing up and to the constant growth of confronting my own ways of hiding who I am. This is a bare, honest book that is a gift to women and any man that wants to understand, but she also does her best to represent what is going on for her husband and that's a gift for women, too.

One of the most authentic books I have ever read. Glennon invites us into her life and shares the messy beautiful journey of unbecoming. A clear, raw look at each step on the path towards finding our how to love her self. I want to send a copy to every person I know and love. A huge thank you to Glennon. Namaste

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

I am In Love with this book. I finished it in 2 days and can't stop picking it up to re-read. I have marked my favorite parts with hearts. It made me cry and look Deep into my knowing where things were hidden that I didn't even know of. Thank you Sooooo Much Beautiful Glennon, for sharing your journey with so much Grace !!!

I loved the message throughout this book. I wish I could memorize everything Glennon writes about love so I can share with my daughter as she grows up and learns about love, real honest love. My marriage has seen years of stress & struggle and this book gave me a new perspective on my relationship with myself and my husband. A must read for everyone! I want to reread this book and Glennon’s other book: Carry On Warrior again and again.

There is a little something in this book for everyone. While not every aspect of her journey may apply to you, I found that each section had some little grain of wisdom in it. Personally, I thought the last half of the book was the best. The first half of the book is about what being a messy human is like. In this case, she describes her own messiness, but I believe we can all relate to many of the emotions she describes. How she climbs out of that messiness, and her journey toward her own authenticity and truth, is utterly powerful. Glennon is unabashedly human, and she brings her humanity to the table, openly and humbly. When I finished it, I went immediately to her page on FB and wrote 'Thank You.' There are few books that I believe are really life altering. This one is.

Glennon's second book is vital. It's authentic, graceful and hopeful. It's about redemption, forgiveness, family dynamics and more. Individuals who have experienced infidelity in a partnership, church hurt, addiction or a chronic illness will find common ground with G. She also writes at Momastery.com and she is consistently transparent and shows love to all people. I cannot recommend this book enough.

I feel like Glennon grabbed me by the face and looked deep into my eyes, baring her soul so that I could remember what mine already deep down knew to be true. This is such an important read for many of us still wearing masks, hiding the full truth of ourselves (because vulnerability can be terrifying and navigating life is complex with so many people trying to fit you in a box that suits their world view). I found myself highlighting so many sections, relieved to realise it’s not just me that thinks this way! Thank you universe for the gift of Glennon and this frickin awesome book!!

This book is REAL. It is the first book that I have read that is both painful and uplifting at the same time. As Oprah said in her interview, 'I believe everyone can find something to connect with' but I do not believe it is for all to read. You have to be ready to have an open and honest view of others and self to see the book for what it really is, a memoir from a woman who is unafraid to blaze the trail and say the things that so many of us are thinking and feeling. Congrats and many thanks to you Glennon, as you say, "we belong to each other!" Love wins!

I enjoyed reading this book and didn’t put it down until the end. I did learn some important lessons about how to take care of yourself when trying to grow through a painful stage in life. But I will say that I now wonder if all the negative feelings she had towards men, sex and her husband had more to do with her true sexuality than the bad choices her husband made. The book ends in a hopeful tone but she’s now divorced and in a relationship with a woman, and there is nothing in the book that touches on that, which is disappointing.

To be fair, I'm much older than the author, so wasn't very sympathetic to her constant whining about her life. Although she came from a very good family her drug, alcohol and sex abuse got the best of it until she was able to pull herself out of the depths. Still her self absorption was tiring to read after a while.

Loved Glennon's new book. It was real, raw, funny, insightful and gave me hope that we can rise above life's most difficult situations. Love her insight and care and concern for all. The book itself kept me interested the entire time (no easy task for an ADHD'r) and made me want to read it all in one night. If you're looking for hope in humanity, grace, and to learn to love yourself in the midst of the this storm called life, check out this book!

I initially downloaded this book as an entertaining read but found that it was the most poignant representation and articulation of my feelings from my divorce many many years ago. Little did I know, before, no one had yet put into words so accurately the stages of rage, grief and peace I had experienced. Kudos to Melton for writing an entertaining yet accurate portrayal of the betrayal of infidelity. Loved this book to pieces!

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

It's a bit depressing and though I couldn't finish the book, I kept waiting for it to get better. It didn't.

(And I read a lot). This is a powerful story of the struggles that so many women face. From anorexia / bulimia, to marriage struggles, to the mix of fierce love/exhaustion that mothers have with respect to being parents. I loved it so much that I bought the book for not just me, but some of my girlfriends as well. Well done!

I loved this book. I have never struggled with an eating disorder or drugs, but I could connect to Glennon's memoir. There are not many books I finish in two days as I like to sit and reflect on what I read, but this book had me from the first several chapters. I wholeheartedly recommend this book. Great read.

This month marks a year since I ended my relationship with the love of my life. It has been the hardest, yet best decision I have made for myself. I have read a few books about empowerment and moving on, but this book was completely different. Last June I went to New Orleans and had a tarot reading. I picked my own cards, that were face down, and when she flipped them over, the first card she said I picked was the "warrior" card. I had no idea what to expect from reading this but I don't believe it was just coincidence. I am learning what it truly means to heal and I THANK YOU so much for this! ~Dana B.

WOW. Glennon's honesty and transparency in sharing her story is both astounding and inspiring. I'm more honest and true in my own life and writing because of her. She allows us to reveal our own journey's - our struggles, our pain, our mistakes, our triumphs - with others in a way that allows them to be real too. Thank you for entrusting your story with us, Glennon. You will inspire generations to come to be real, true, honest, and to grow, heal, and transform because of it. Bless you, Sister!

I read (listened to) this book on the recommendation of another author I like and I wasn't dissatisfied. I'm thankful for women like Glennon who find their brave and open up to share a glimpse into their imperfect world. WE are all on the same journey and it's nice to know I am in such good company of #Lovewarriors on the path to embracing our authentic selves in big, loud and messy ways breaking out of the smallminded boxes and labels society would like us to stay trapped in.

I was interested in this in the beginning but found myself losing interest and skimming till the end. I just didn’t think her life was so interesting that it needed to be a book. Very boring actually. I wish I would have read the reviews first.

I rarely quit a book, but I quit this one. I found it repetitive and just couldn't grasp her point or relate. Perhaps better in blog format than a book.

Although our stories are different, so much of what GDM wrote resonated with me, to the point I thought she had to be inside my head. The poignant honesty and brutal truth is daring, and challenging. I had no idea anyone had some of the same thoughts I've had, that someone else shared reactions I had, that I thought were wrong or strange. Thank you for the vulnerability that reached through the words and touched my heart.

I love this book! It examines love and relationships in a way we are all to afraid to do. It shows us how easy it is to lose eachother in day to day life and how vunerable we all are to our insecurities and fears. This book is brave and tells it exactly like it is. I want to hand it to my partner and say "Here, read this to understand women, to understand me and to understand how easily we can lose our way as we walk through life together. Be gentle with it, with me. Take it in and please try to understand it, understand me." Thank you, Glennon! We needed this.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Thought-provoking, I wrote down many quotes. Author did a very good job of portraying an extremely emotional time in her life, some things she talked about and shared really resonated with me, some didn't, but overall it was good to hear that maybe I'm not the only one experiencing and feeling what others are going through too.

This is a wonderful book full of truth, vulnerability and then victory through all of this!!! I was totally ministered to through this as this gives us hope that we can come through our own life messes into the light and it will be okay--not perfect--but okay!!! I loved this book and plan to read it again soon.

I love this book. Doyle shares so much emotion as she bears her heart to the reader. I was in tears through most of the book. My life seemed to parallel hers in many ways. Beautifully written. This is one to read again and again.

Do not buy from this seller Returning both copies one was a gift The books look like they had been made In someones basement all pages uneven and thinner then regular paper. They seem like a rip off photo copied pages binded together by someone rather than a machine. So Confused and returning reported to Amazon as well.

It was good til the ending, which I thought was a let down. With years and hours of therapy, anybody should figure out what is wrong with their life. The average person, doesn't have the time or money.

This book was recommended to me and I’ve got it would met it really made me think and I will recommend it to several other people as well. I would buy it again and may give it as gifts so it’s definitely worth reading.

My highlighter was going crazy in this one. She so hits the nails with the largest hammer. Love warrior-this is me!

Very well written. Helpful nuggets of wisdom for anyone in relationship with anyone else. She certainly has privilege that many people don't have, but she teaches what she's learned very well.

A compelling story about self discovery. I appreciated the honest writing about the gendered messages we constantly get to become sexy, pretty, accepted at the price of our own self being. The author went through a painful journey into the depth of human heart to become wholly human. So many times we avoid thinking of our fears and dislikes in order to avoid pain, without realizing that pain is part of love. Even though I respect each person's beliefs for me it was too much religion.

A story of a girl growing into a woman & finding herself in this crazy world. Inspiring to me as a woman, a mother & a human being. Subtle Christian undertones which was the cherry on top for me. A lot of internal dialogue, self examination & raw truth about how we are taught by society to see ourselves as women and then a re-birth of what true beauty & self-love are.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Wow! This book lays it out real and simple! Glennon is not afraid to bare all to her readers, staying open, perceptive, and vulnerable. Because of this bravery we are given the opportunity to connect with her pain and struggle and find reference to heal or "stay on the mat" I am usually not into the , oh I went on a life journey and look what I found type books, but this one is honest and not sugar coated. I respected this message. I am now a fan of Glennon!

I should read this book again and again and again and I will still never tire of it. It is a beautiful memoir and testament to the modern woman. I think every mother wife and woman in the world to read

We got a very good idea of what was going on in Glennon’s head every step along the way. At times, too wordy- some of her explanations to her children for example were way too lengthy and involved...

Glennon Doyle, I am definitely a fan! Thank you for your honest thought provoking prose. Absolutely good stuff. I read “Untamed” prior to reading Love Warrior. It’s what got me yearning for more...the Warrior in us.💙

Glennon Doyle Melton offers the reader direct access to her thoughts and feelings as she struggles to recognize, accept and express her authentic self. The raw honesty of her struggle and her recovery makes it a compelling read. For anyone who has tried to help or understand someone who is struggling with addiction the roots of compassion become more accessible when you witness the perspective of the world from deep within her. It is a courage book that offers hope and inspiration.

I have loved her since I first read her, and that was not long ago. I came to her books a bit later than most, but I was pulled right in. She seemed to be speaking directly to me, and she knew my thoughts.

This book was amazing. I finished reading within about a week. I saw this author on OWN's Super Soul Sunday. She was so honest and the book helps you understand so many things about how people interact and cope with situations. I love it.

This book was amazing. I read the author, Glennon Doyle Melton's, blog, and I have for years. I wasn't sure if there would be anything new for me to learn in her book, but boy was I wrong. It was inspiring as a woman and in my marriage. There is always so much to take away and learn from this amazing woman.

With jacket testimonials like Elizabeth Gilbert, Brene Brown, Rob Bell, and Marianne Williamson -- some of my all time favorite "guides" in life, I was totally prepared to LOVE this book. Well, it was not to be. I didn't think the writing was WRITING;, more like a long running description. There were a few sections -- and I mean paragraphs -- that I loved -- but all in all, I couldn't finish it, it was so boring. Lord, am I really saying this? Sorry, Glennon, this was not your best work.

I can’t emphasize enough how much this book has shifted the way I view my relationships, my family, and more importantly myself. This book got me back into reading and have since read her two other books, just wanting more of the serotonin Glennon’s words have brought me. She writes about the power in finding your femininity and sensitivity and she is somehow able to articulate exactly my own experiences. I love it. I can’t recommend this book ENOUGH, especially for women going through a massive change in their lives.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

I purchased this book from a brick and mortar vendor. I have become an avid fan of Elizabeth Gilbert's podcast, Magic Lessons. Glennon Doyle Melton was a guest on the podcast, and I became intrigued with her story and her way of putting into words things that I felt--and putting them into beautiful words. So, when I came across the book in the store, I decided to purchase it. From the first page, I was hooked. Glennon has a unique story but possibly not as unique as many of us would like to believe. She has her demons, but so do we all. The demons may vary in their outward signs but they have much in common with what cannot be seen. This is the story of a remarkable journey to finding oneself and to finding a relationship with God that doesn't base itself in judgement or gender. It addresses the body image issues that so many of us suffer from and what it means to be a "girl." She references often that her husband is just as broken, but he approaches his issues in other ways. I don't understand some of the reviews that seem judgmental about Glennon's abortion. It wasn't something she took lightly, and God forgives everyone who asks (if you consider abortion to be a sin). They also mentioned that she seemed so self-absorbed and privileged. I really don't understand the self-absorbed part at all. Isn't that the point of a memoir? You tell your story? YOUR story? This woman was searching to find out who she was and to put demons from her past behind her. What she learned on her journey was very helpful to me as I travel my own journey. I just wish I had known someone else felt like me much earlier in my life. As for being privileged . . .she moved to Florida to save her health. She doesn't dwell on these aspects and I think they have very little bearing on the story. She worked hard to get where she is and she bared her soul risking hurting the family she loves so much. It was also mentioned that she should have left out details that might embarrass her husband or be something she wouldn't want her children to know. I am sure she took this under great consideration. When God gives you a gift, he means for you to share it. It doesn't bother me that she later divorced her husband, she left that door very much open at the end of the book. She has now found love in a same-sex relationship. We all have to learn to allow love in when it finds us. The book is beautifully written and, when you can open your mind to lessons it holds, there is much to be learned.

This was one of the best books I've read in a long time. Glennon puts it all out there, doesn't hide anything and shows us that even those that look like they have a perfect life struggle. I had so many a-ha moments that I read it again.

A memoir /self help/spiritual guide book all in one . Glennon's honesty and sharing of her life and learning are inspiring as well as fun to read. Well not fun, but true and fascinating and revelatory. Somewhere in the middle of this book I started to realize I would have to read it again, probably as soon as I finish it. There is a lot of truth in here and it feels important and like something we can all adopt to make our lives real. Thank you!

Glennon has an important story to share, and she does it very well. I have followed her blog for a number of years, and she writes from the heart. Her family's recent challenges are not unlike those of many other families. Her words are very helpful for anyone working through a series of both normal and unique ups and downs.

I must have had unknown expectations because this book surprised me. It's pure honesty and putting a name to what we all do (sending out a 'our representative' into the world) to survive. One can not help but ask themselves questions and become more honest with themselves...I mean..if Glennon has the courage to do it...why can't we all? Loved this journey!

Wow, wow, wow. I could not put this book down! What a beautifully written, honest memoir on life, love, faith, forgiveness, strength, courage, and honoring the still small voice inside. I want to buy this book for every dear female friend I have, and probably some men in my life, too. Thank you for sharing so truthfully, Glennon. Thank you for putting into words what so many women think and feel, and yet never say. This book is a gift to all.

As a huge fan of Glennon's first book, I was SO looking forward to this one. Unfortunately, by the time the book was actually released, I had already learned on her blog that she and Craig were separating. Thus, it did cause me to read through a different filter. Glennon is a skilled writer and gives words to emotions in a way I've not found anywhere else. Her first book was hand down 5 stars because of the hope it gave to all couples that they could do this...I had to give this one 4 because at the end of the day, that hope wasn't enough.

This book was interesting in parts but self - indulgent towards the end ala Eat, Pray, Love. I found the book to be mediocre and was surprised that it was an Oprah pick. Somewhat disappointing and not worth the read👎🏼

you don't need to have read her first book to get this book, in fact Love Warrior expands on what she talks about in Carry On Warrior, explaining why she is the way she is: broken, as we all are--but showing why she acted out and needed therapy. It's not a downer...it shows why we need love and lots and lots of unconditional love and respect for ourselves and others.

Thinking I had nothing in common with this author's experience, I resisted reading this book until a friend suggested it to another friend and I overheard the conversation. I thought it was going to be another 'how to'. I have not felt the need to review any book ever, but I just finished Love Warrior and I am moved to the core. As women, we have these roles we fill, as people, these games we play. All to hide from ourselves and each other. Glennon's book is an inspiration to become more real. To be brave enough to do that. To be brave enough even to take that new, vulnerable real self in to the world. I've never known how to do this safely with men. I know she separated after the book, and her book is a testament to finding and not abandoning yourself, so that whether it is a friendship or romantic, none of this matters. I matter. Thank you Glennon. The practice of this is my next challenge. Thanks for being real enough to inspire me to be real with myself.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

To anyone trying to navigate their inner life or intimate relationship with self -awareness...this might be an important book to read. It helps to hear stories from another heart. We aren’t alone.

I wanted to hear more of her story and not to hear her go on and on with metaphors. I skipped through most of it trying to find something worthwhile. I don't understand the hype.

I chose five stars because I feel like it was real, vulnerable, loving and kind. I also liked the things I learned like we can do hard things. We are loved unconditionally now. It's worth the read. I stopped reading it for a while cuz it was too much for me my llow.self.esteem was louder than I am loved me. I finished it right on time. Thanks for sharing your story Glennon.

My daughter mentioned this book saying she couldn't wait to read it. She told me it was an Oprah book. I felt a little upset because at that time I had just begun reading "Underground Railroad" and I wasn't that into it. Well, now I've finished both. The first half of this book is such an intimate glimpse into Glendon's addicted, unstable life. I have to admit that I was fascinated because so many of her aspects felt familiar. So, I just kept reading. The second half got down into the nitty gritty of what leads us into addictions & emotional scarcity.

This book is so real and so raw. I did not live a life even at all similar to Glendon's but her story is my story. Every woman will relate to this . She has away of using words to fill your heart and give you strength. Her story will make you cry, fill you with angst but have you laughing. You won't be sorry you read it and you'll be wishing for a best friend like Glennon

I read this book cover to cover in one sitting...every woman needs to read this book, it has changed the way I view my self and my relationship with my children. Glennon is just so real and her writing is raw, she is the real deal..You finish the book and just wish you could be her friend.

Didn't quite hit the mark for me - one of the only times I've been disappointed by an Oprah book club selection. There were parts of this book I liked, great inspirational quotes towards the end and I imagine it was very cathartic for Glennon to write. However, the resolve focused mostly on her marriage, while she focused the earlier parts of the book on substance abuse and eating disorder - two things that seem magically resolved via a positive pregnancy test. I doubt that these truly never came up again once she got pregnant, but she refused to acknowledged them at all past part two (besides one instance she passively states that she binged/purged post-babies). It seems as though she was picking and choosing what to leave in and what to leave out, rather than being truly honest. If she had taken the time to write about how these things continued to affect her now, it would have been stronger. In addition, I've now read in her blog that she is, in fact, now separating from her husband - right around the time of the book release. It just feels a bit smarmy and sad. Particularly from something that started out very strong - honest, raw and real.

This book changed my life. Her writing is so relatable. She helped me to recognize and transform my thinking around my depression and anxiety. I have read all of her books twice now.

I love Glennon's authenticity and vulnerability while bringing in humor and real life scenarios. Enjoyed this book so much. I'm ready to read it again.

Glennon thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for your authenticity. I saw myself in so much of what you shared and so many things that I have struggled and fought against for so long now make so much sense. Thank you mostly for the opening this book gave me to say how I really feel, what is going on for me on the inside because this is something I have avoided, particularly with my husband and the impact has been big. Thank you for the difference you make x

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

easy read, well written, I just lost interest but have a lot of friends that absolutely loved this book

This is one of the most honest books I’ve read in a long time. I could relate to much of what she felt- interesting, honest, inspiring and very well written.

This book was a great fit for the time in my life. Kept me going and helped me understand how feelings are adjustable with challenges but adjustable. Great Read!

Glennon is so painfully honest in the way she describes her addiction and eating disorder. Her descriptions of being uncomfortable in her ski n are so relatable and easy to understand. I really do appreciate the truth in her struggles to reconnect with her husband and how long it takes her to really begin to heal from his infidelity. Great read!

One of the best books I've read in a long time. Glennon was raw and honest. She exposes feelings that most of us experience but either cannot articulate or won't. I've used this personally and professionally.

Glennon’s story is heartbreaking and beautiful. She uses her experience, thoughtfulness, courage, and great writing skill to draw the reader in and make it incredibly difficult to put this book down. Loved it!!!!

This is an inspiring story about how a person can redeem a life through focus, honesty, discipline, and love. As long as we are alive the movie is never over and there is time for a miracle if we are up for making it happen. I love the notion of modest goals. We don't have to climb the whole mountain at once but rather take one right step at a time. I'm glad she found God where she was and on her terms. I wish Glennon well as she continues her journey.

Glennon realizes gender roles and most organized religion is bull sheet after getting divorced...(slow clap). I, like many others here, had to skip pages because of the weird struggle to make every sentence SO DEEP. Like, we've all done yoga, chill.

I really disliked this book and do not recommend it. Read some reviews on Goodreads, for further insight. DNF~ Look elsewhere before investing any time or energy further, in my sincere opinion.

Really helped me understand what it means to be beautiful. I think everyone will find themselves here in Glennon's story

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

One of the most terrifyingly honest books I've ever read. I feel like carrying it with me and offering it to those I love, saying "Here's my heart."

Not really what most of us in the book club expected from this author

Beautifully written and heartwarming. Glennon is so raw, open and honest about her journey. My heart ached reading about her pain and swelled with love reading about her healing and finding herself. Self love is a wonderful thing.

Love everything about this book, and her first book, they changed my life. Glennon is a special, wonderful, incredible, selfless soul for putting her life on display to help others who need to hear her truth which is everyone’s truth in one way or another.

I absolutely loved this book! I seriously couldn't put it down. Glennon is a powerful writer and a very wise and deep person! Highly recommend this book!

This books shares openly what some of us may feel on a daily basis but are afraid to verbalize. Love warrior stands firm in the messiness that is life and embraces the challenges with gusto. It is unapologetic and relentless. If only we could all live so honestly all the time, life would be even more beautiful!

grear book! I believe every woman should read this! I’m sure most women identify with Glennon! There are unspoken “words” feelings that she was able to put into words for many of us!

If you're on the fence about buying this, BUY IT! One of the best reads in a long time for me. The way she writes is so beautiful and detailed. I couldn't put it down! Just ordered the next book by Glennon as well. Can't get enough :)

This book changed my life and helped me in my early sobriety. Glennon is a really beautiful writer and has a powerful story and message.

We are so different it's frustrating to read but at the same time I understand every single emotions. Understanding others is also love.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

The honesty of the raw emotions shown here touched me deeply. The definition of beautiful people resonated so well with me, in the search to fill that raw need, to be in the moment. This stirred my heart strings and will hopefully stay with me, to hold me on track, if I approach bad times in the future.

I needed this read way more than I expected. It taught me mountains of lessons that I am going to implement gradually. Thank you Glennon for your pain and bravery !

This book changed my life! I related so much to her truth. I was raised in church and my dad was a pastor and in sobriety I came to know God in a brand new way. After many losses very close together (mom-2014, dad-2016, best friend - 2017, dog-2017), I decided God wasn't good. This book helped reshape my beliefs in God and so many other things. I've encouraged all the women in my life to read it! All women need to READ THIS BOOK!

The struggle to live from the inside seems endless. Glennon maps out her new long journey towards developing a sense of worth. She is able to keep returning to the work when she gets lost yet again. That dedication to the on-going return to a meaningful inner self is so important to me. I would recommend this book to every honest seeker I meet.

Wow! I never read a book that so completely resonated with my soul. After reading, I feel like I know where to begin my own journey of healing.

I appreciated the author's story telling about her life but felt like she said the same thing in 100 different ways. I skipped some of the pages due to repetition. I am happy though that Craig and Glennon are still together as many people are quick to just get a divorce and not put the work in.

I feel sorry for this woman. She's had problems since she was a child. It would have been nice if she would have gotten more help mentally. A lot of people seem to love this book, but as a mother of 3 boys I certainly hope they don't end up with a woman like this. I didn't enjoy the husband bashing.

Although I haven't read all books Oprah has recommended, Love Warrior: A Memoir is certainly among my top five of her list. So many 'truths', such courage and persistent faith in Glennon Doyle Melton's inner voice, and the determined will to change toward what she needed of her life was both illuminating and inspiring. Ms. Melton has valiantly opened her heart and shared her path from which we all can learn and benefit. Yes, question authority and pay attention! Muchas, muchas Gracias!

When I was nearing the end of this book, I started procrastinating because I did not want it to end! This book is written so well, I could feel what Glennon was feeling as well as every other person in the book. I took so many things from this book that I can apply to my own life and have recommended it to so many because I know everyone can get something from it.

So many lessons to be learned from this book regardless of age or relationship status. Thank you Glennon for bringing me closer to my true self, helping me to learn how to recognize her and trust her.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

What an absolutely beautiful book. It's a memoir that is written with vulnerability, love, and sincerety. The author takes the reader along her life journey allowing the reader to stand in her most shameful and hurtful moments but also rejoice in the pools of light and love resulting from being a love Worrier in the depths of despair. I enjoyed this journey with the author.

Wow, Wow, this book is so very good I couldn't put it down. I already have friends ordering it and others already reading it, it's that good. I highly recommend this book. Thank you Glennon for the courage to write this and share it with all of us. I also couldn't believe how fast I received it. Ordered it one day and got it the next.

This book is gold. Glennon writes relatable and enjoyable! I couldn't put this book down, I clung to every word!

This book deserves to be a bestseller. It's honest, insightful and beautifully written. I can't imagine anyone who wouldn't be moved and inspired by GDM's words and they way she lives her life. I wasn't expecting to be profoundly changed by reading this but I was. I just bought 2 copies to give my daughters for Christmas!

This is one of the most personal, insightful books about womanhood and LOVE I have ever read. What Glennon share about her life has opened up my mind and heart and made me take a good look at myself, my life and my relationships. I've learned "I can do hard things" -- highly recommend!

Glennon has an important story to tell and important lessons to share. The added blessing is that she tells it in such a beautiful way! My own history is not like Glennon's, but the thoughts and lessons about what has happened in her life are somehow deeply applicable to my own life. I think that most readers will find the same.

This is the second book I have read by this author and it was a major page turner. I have two small kids and I read this book in less than two days! It is poignant, witty, funny and totally engaging. I highly, highly recommend this book and this author in general.

As a long time fan of GDM, I was thrilled to read her latest book. The rawness of the material is what stood out to me the most. This book was less pretty than Carry On, Warrior and, in some ways, more beautiful (although, that book was both hilarious and heart-wrenching, and I loved it, as well.) This book is not for those who aren't ready to take a measured look at their own lives, which is probably the best compliment I could offer.

I love this book and have been marking the pages which speak to me, which are many! I brought it along to finish at a Krishna Das retreat ❤️

I'm sure the person writing was speaking from the heart but, I'd rather, not judging anyone else, would read something with no profanities. Plus being tomboyish, I was looking for practicalities and not a novel. Might be great for someone else.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Certainly a book that every household need to have. Thanks for sharing with us Oprah

I love this book I love the author and I went on to buy all of her books this is a must-read for any woman who has had relationship problems in her life

There is power in her story and I am glad to have read it. However, about 2/3s of the book is religious drivel and her mind seems to just wander around. Sometimes she comes back to the story, but I ended up skipping over some of the repetitive pseudo- religious ramblings.

She was very honest. What struck me was that you can have a Dad that treats you like a princess and a wise, warm emotionally grounded mother, be blonde and petite, yet still experience these things. It made me look back and realize; sometimes it's nobody's fault. Not your parents, not YOU...it just is.

This book has something for everyone no matter where you are in your journey. I am in love with Glennon's perspective!

Couldn’t stop reading it..if you want to read Untamed by Glennon...this is the back story. Read this first!!

Honest and raw writing. This book challenges you as a person, significant other, parent, sister, you name it. Forever changed me as a person and I recommend it to all of my friends! It's hard to put down!

She speaks so much truth!! I loved it all!! Every woman needs to read this! She found a way to say everything I've been thinking in my head for years yet couldn't fully understand. By her speaking her truth, she helped me see so much and understand myself. Must read!

This book is so good, it is in my top 5 of all time. Glennon writes in a way that you just feel along with her. Even if you haven't experienced the same struggles, but especially if you have, this book is a must read. To be female in our society is so hard, and she really captures the pressure. She also shows how love, real, deep, unconditional love can save us all.

I had such a difficult time getting through the first two parts of this book. I felt she wasn't being honest with herself and maybe also in denial . I may be judging that and I don't want to. By the end of her story she was no longer a victim, but a beautiful warrior with so many lessons learned..and her husband as well.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

This was an eye opening journey in how you can better understand an addict, how you can better serve your children in a heavily stereotyped world and how you better uncover the True beauty within through self love and discovery!

Great book and amazing read for women! Glennon has such an entertaining way of explaining even some of the hardest life lessons and experiences. Ordering Untamed for my next read!

This is a beautiful memoir: so raw, so genuine and heartwrenchingly real. I enjoyed it very much. In fact, I also bought the book for two other people after I read it

This book felt like I was listening to my own story in so many ways. It took going through my own separation to realize the books on cheating, divorce, family etc. are pretty much all written in the same way... it was so refreshing to read this book & really connect with the author. I loved the way she spoke her truth....she was self aware & also self accepting. Will definitely be checking out more from Glennon.

Very relatable to every woman. EMOTIONAL AND RAW, This is an intimate look into real feelings and real life, good and bad,

Perhaps the rawest, most honest book I have ever read! I just finished it tonight and want to start it all over again.

Every mother who struggles with a relationship with her daughter should read this book!

This was truly an incredible book. I love memoirs and heard Oprah interview Glennon Doyle for her Soulful Sunday podcast. Really glad I read it. I recommended it to my therapist, my mom, etc and everyone loved it!

I kept thinking ok...yeah her husband was less than perfect but to air that laundry for the sake of profit was unthinkable...what are her children going to feel/say/think 10 years from now. How will her husband heal? Is she really proud of this book/statement? Would not recommend it

I loved the middle of this book. It had truly valuable insights and 'ah-ha!' moments. I could not relate at all, however, to the end-she was 'lost in a galaxy far, far away' from my reality. The middle held nuggets of truth that make this book worth the read, I just wouldn't count on being able to relate to the end reality.

Way too much feel good, touchy-feely psychobabble. And I’m a psychologist! I enjoyed the first half of this book and started skimming toward the end. I wish I had read more reviews before purchasing this or that I had borrowed it from the library. The idea of totally accepting yourself and being your true self is wonderful. I just did not care for the delivery. This is Glennon Doyle’s memoir about her difficult adolescence, her battle with bulimia, her substance use, and her unhealthy relationship with men and sex in college. She gets pregnant with her boyfriend and they marry. They have two more children and settle down as a family. She discovers he is into porn then he confesses to serial one night stands since they have been married. The bulk of the book is about how she sorts through her emotions and tries to make a decision about her marriage and her family. Her husband seems genuinely repentant and tries to win her back. They both go to therapy and learn that they have very different communication styles. They both work very hard on their marriage, to an almost unbelievable degree. Ms. Doyle also seeks answers through yoga and church. The title Love Warrior (which I hate!) is made a bit more palatable when you learn that it is in reference to the warrior pose in yoga. I did not realize that the author has parlayed her love warriorship into a website, blog, charity work, and speaking engagements. I probably would not have read the book if I had known. I thought that the writing was excellent and there were some sentences and paragraphs that really drive home her message. I think everyone can identify with the difficulty in figuring out who you are and being true to that. Instead, we try to blend in and be what we think other people will like. What I did not like about the later portion of the book was the author’s focus on being her authentic self. All. The. Time. With the constant introspection and questioning of her thoughts and feelings, I’m not sure how she could be real in the moment. Some of the phrases she uses are too much for me such as “I’m learning to feed my body.” Or in reference to learning to love her body “You are the ship that delivers love from the shore of another being to the shore of me.” If you like that style, you will love this book. If it makes you roll your eyes, you may want to pass.

A friend suggested this book, so I downloaded a sample. I read it and it felt like every word described my childhood. My experiences on how to behave...how to display beauty and intelligence when interacting with others. I was curious about the author and started reading reviews prior to downloading reviews. Some praised her and related to her, others dropped off at passages where they felt she was too (insert adjective). Some labeled her a false prophet, some a spiritual guide. I almost didn’t read this book because of one of those labels. One that I just couldn’t identify with at all. But I read on. At times, I thought this woman is a beautiful writer. Her imagery is crisp, uniquely hers, forceful and superb. At other times I felt she was shallow or putting others in boxes as it related to her grief, her experiences, and I couldn’t relate at all. I thought about stopping. But I read on,and realized that she was baring her soul. Opening herself up to criticism and attack on many levels—as a person, a parent, a spouse, a spiritual being, a woman, a feminist, and whatever role or label the reader wanted to ascribe or judge her on. Did I relate to everything she said. Absolutely not. How could I? It’s her experience. Could I relate to some things? Absolutely. Baring your soul is brave. Allowing others to glimpse the lesson that you took from a situation is courageous. And I realized that it was not that she was a guru or guide instructing us how to be, act or feel, but relaying her experiences, how she dealt with them reacted, and re-evaluated her behavior as time passed. So I can’t judge her or find fault if I don’t relate, but I can listen learn and grow from what she has shared with me in her own personal journey. We are all on our own journey, and it is beautiful and painful for many of us. By baring her faults and foibles as well as her successes, she affords you the opportunity to take with you a message, the knowledge that as humans none of us have a perfect life or experiences. There will be good and bad. You will be challenged to find grace is devastating situations, to celebrate the successes of others when you are flailing. And when you are not flailing, when you have grace, you can walk with someone through parts of their journey.

This is a memoir. The truth here is unvarnished, which sometimes makes people uncomfortable. some of the negative reviews minimized her experience/story or judged her. I didn't feel that it was voyeuristic, except that aren't memoirs supposed to be somewhat voyeuristic, a first hand account of her experience. As for the reviewers who felt badly for Craig and that it was overly revealing of their relationship...I didn't feel that. And the reviewer that called her a narcissist, i saw her writing from an observers perspective of her own behavior/actions. She calls it the "representative"...the pretty face that she showed the world, which was not her true self. I sifted thru the person who labeled her a narcissist and did not find her to be one...i did find a person who is evolving in all ways. If you are uncomfortable with honesty and candid truth about sex/life/relationships, you probably won't like this memoir. I can see some people with preconceived ideas of what is normal/not normal, and folks from earlier generations being uncomfortable with the truthful nature of her memoir. I related strongly because the social belief system that formed her, also formed me, and the addictions, as well. for those of you who didn't like this, i recommend Danielle Steele romance novels or similar.

Wow this book sucked. Don’t get me wrong, I completely respect her personal story and journey but the way she portrays it in the book is full of cliches that amount to a self-indulgent, pity party. She is the constant victim. She isn’t even smart enough to recognize her hypocrisy. She wants to be seen for her true self but immediately shuts people in her life down and buckets them into generalized categories of how they do or do not serve her. You literally don’t get to know one single character in her book (besides her) because all you see is how they fail her....that’s their only function in the book. They aren’t people to her. I find her epiphanies to be contrive and they carry a huge “duh” factor. Glad you could join the rest of us who arrived to these conclusions around the age of 14. To me, she seems just as clueless at the end of the book. I felt like I was reading a 12 year old’s diary. So dull. And I worry that some women might actually mistake her misconstrued ‘warrior’ antics as something to be proud of. Her epiphanies are immature and underdeveloped. I feel like I got dumber just reading it.

This book is a lot of story telling. That’s cool. But the title “Love Warrior” suggested to me that the author grew to a place off operating out of love for herself and everyone around her. What I read was vastly different than what I expected. The book begins with thoughtful questions about women and body image and societal expectations of a woman’s physical presence and ends without the reader getting a sense that the author actually came to any sort of resolution around these areas within herself. Every woman has a powerful story, and Glennon’s story is her own — but I found myself, as the reader, at the end of Love Warrior asking myself: what was the point of what I just read?

Beautiful, touching book. As a woman who has had plenty of body image and intimacy issues, i related to the entire thing. Every time i put the book down, I left with a desire to hold, kiss, and thank my significant other for being in my life despite everything we have overcome. Even though I am not christian, i was still appreciative of her spritual strength. Wonderful book for anyone who has battled trust and intimacy issues and have desired to overcome them to heal their relationships, better their take on sex, and truly open up to the one they love.

I tried, I really tried, but at about the midpoint of this book I started skipping so many pages I finally just succumbed to my truth and let it go. I am well aware that this a good writer, an excellent writer, and I do understand the genre of "survivor memoirs" and their ability to inspire and empower those for whom the narrative resonates. But for whatever reason, the style of the writing, with its almost breezy stripping of the writer's every thought, making each one as important and essential whether talking about yoga or alcoholism, became wearying to me. The sheer minute-by-minute-by-minute-by-minute account of the writer's marriage and the revelations that arose from it (and other revelation-inducing life events) became wearying to me as a reader. I left her sometime during the yoga section and left without knowing whether or not she and her husband ever had sex again or ever decided to give it a real go again -- and I feel sorta bad about that, as, no doubt, much went into this life and this book -- I just found the mountain of details wore me down too much to care. I'm sorry to leave this review because I applaud anyone who transcends their demons to find a new and more self-preserving life. But maybe I've read too much of this genre at this point. Maybe the revelations and epiphanies that fascinated this writer to the point of microscopic examination have already been covered in other fine books I've read. I dunno. All I know is, she lost me along the way. I wish her well, however it went, and congratulate her on both the success of her life and, is seems, this book. From what I can see it's having quite an impact and that's a good thing.

Love Warrior was an okay read. Glennon has certainly been through a lot between drug addiction, alcohol addiction and her battle with an eating disorder. Her relationship with her husband Craig was not built on a solid foundation and inevitably things take a turn for the worst. However I disliked her utter hatred for him. True he cheated on her. True he was a sex addict but they were both addicts when they first got together. It irritated me that Glennon laid all the blame on Craig as if he was the sole person responsible in their marriage falling apart. She made just as many wrong decisions as he did. I actually commend Craig for taking the initiative to begin therapy. If he hadn't much of the truth wouldn't have been disclosed. Every relationship has their ups and downs but laying the blame on the other person doesn't better the situation nor make it right. When you point the finger you've got 3 fingers and a thumb pointing right back at the solution. I really wanted to like this book but it went downhill for me once Glennon started blaming her husband for everything. Chapter after chapter devoted to how much he was to blame. What about when she chose to continue the relationship after the abortion? To me that was low and it was her choice to continue with a dysfunctional relationship. In the end I'm glad that they stayed together and learned a healthier way to communicate and love each other but it was hard empathizing with Glennon throughout this book

Self indulgent mumbo jumbo.

I love Glennon Doyle Melton's Facebook page, and I find her blog writing very inspiring. This book was a slog though, and I gave it away halfway through. It was just a bit too much self-focus for my taste, and I thought her own self-analysis of her childhood missed the mark mightily. I didn't care for it. If you find it inspiring, that's wonderful! :)

Every page brought new sources of pleasure for my mind and heart both. It was like being 6 and someone putting a giant bowl of your favorite ice cream in front of you...and then somehow making it even more magical by adding toppings of all types! It's a page-turner full of nuggets that will stay with me for the rest of my life.