This is an autobiography, her third, of someone whose slow-motion train wreck – no, a series of fast-moving train wrecks – was seen, at least in part, by political watchers and gossip magazine readers the world over.
We suspect the ending is happy, and we know to expect several of the deeply sad climaxes, but above all else this is a message to those of us who have struggled with mental illness, including substance abuse, to seek the help we need, follow the instructions we are given and have at least one person checking in with us to make sure we are still on the rails. Plenty of examples are offered of what happens when this is not done.
This book is something else, coming from someone of such noteriety – it is a stigma-buster. Margaret Trudeau joins the ranks of Olympic athletes and many others recently in saying, “I have a mental illness and, with a lot of help, I am better. You can be, too.”