I remember the day I got this book pretty well. 


I was with one of my teacher friends at Chinook mall. One of her friends works for the MS society. Or was it the ALS society? Either way it was a good cause. They teamed up with Chapters at the mall, and whoever checked in with the volunteers at the organizations table would get a name tag stating they were with this group. Then, when you got to the check out, a portion of the proceeds with the society. Neat huh?
So I went a bit book happy. But, as I was carrying around at least 3 books, they started to get a bit heavy (one was a hard cover ok?) and the prices started to add up. I had to put a book back. 

It was a hard decision: books had started to become a very comforting escape from the year of teaching living back with my parents. I'm very glad I chose to keep this one. 

Turns out, I never really got a chance to start reading Felicia Day's book until AFTER the year of mental health. School picked up again between the play, report cards, and my wedding. I finally picked the book up during my honeymoon.

Sure it's odd timing, but I have a very small attention span. My husband can marathon read like no ones business, and I can only watch him for so long until I complained he wasn't spending enough time with me on our honeymoon or tried to do something else. So I picked up "You're Never Weird on the Internet" as retaliation in a sense and absolutely loved what I was reading. I knew who Felicia Day was before knowing she had written a memoir. I loved her in Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog, have been subscribed to Geek & Sundry for a while, and loved that one episode of "Table Top" with Wil Wheaton where they played Forbidden Desert with Alan Tudyk and all of my geek dreams came true (well close enough. Sub Jon Heder for Nathan Fillion and it would have been perfect.All of the Firefly/Dr. Horrible jokes and crossovers ftw.) But after picking up her book, I can really appreciate her even more. I started watching The Guild (after reading her book, it motivated me to watch it. Trust me when I say there is some baggage about WoW themed things  because of an aspect of someone  in my personal life and their past), and could really relate to her in terms of her anxiety (my panic attacks were at 3:30 AM when I started having them intensely. High five! Or not...), short bout of depression (you never really realize how over worked you are, even though you think you can handle it, until you finally crawl into a ball and admit defeat, and not in a joking way), and her slow run at what she really wanted (I'm still at the "applied for a dozen of jobs but none have really yielded much lately" stage. It's sadly a bit different for teachers, or a teacher who isn't really sure what her options are anymore or what her life aspirations are.). 

I finally finished the book today and can honestly say I loved every word (except #gamergate. That entire movement can go rot in a very special corner of history that should be burned on fire, trampled on, and set fire on again.).I feel that if Felicia ever decided to move to Lethbridge and needed friends, we would get along together in a very introvert, anxiety friendly way (F: Wanna hang out today? M: Sure, but only for an hour. My "faith in humanity"energy pool of dealing with people, even lovely ones like you, is low. F: Understood. Come over around 1 and I'll make sure firefly is loaded on Netflix and we have fudge-o's. M: Maybe I can swing two hours then. You da MVP.), not to be creepy or anything. But on a serious level,  one of the reviews inside the front cover flap described her  book like "taking a road trip with a friend" and I really do agree with that. Felicia wrote some deep, soul-digging sentences and really barred herself to the world, despite all of the haters and "not true gamers" (If you only play solo, you'll never enjoy the loot. Be nice to people!). I hope that through reading her book, it inspires me to find the answers I have been looking for in finding what I want to do more of, the hurdles to jump over, and courage to stare it in the eye and do it anyway. 

So thank you Felicia Day; I am writing my piece on the internet, and while you wrote your book, you inspired my blog post and review. That counts for something right?

But seriously, thank you for being you Felicia. Never change. And if you do, I hope it makes you happy and even more proud of yourself.