I’ve added this book in my reading list last year but finished it today, fortunately, or unfortunately. I never read such craziest book ever.

This book doesn’t give a fuck about alleviating your problems or your pain. And that is precisely why you will know it’s being honest. This book is not some guide to greatness- it couldn’t be, because greatness is merely an illusion in our mind, a made-up destination that we obligate ourselves to pursue, our own psychological Atlantis.

Instead, this book will turn your pain into a tool, your trauma into power, and your problems into slightly better problems. It’s a book about moving lightly despite your heavy burdens, resting easier with your greatest fears, laughing at your tears as you cry them.

This book will not teach you how to gain or achieve, but rather how to lose and let go. It will teach you to take inventory of your life and scrub out all but the most important items. It will teach you to close your eyes and trust that you can fall backward and still be okay. It will teach you to give fewer fucks. It will teach you to not try.

Isn’t it crazy enough to read?