Tara Westover was 17 the first time she set foot in a classroom. Born to survivalists in the mountains of Idaho, she prepared for the end of the world by stockpiling home-canned peaches and sleeping with her "head-for-the-hills bag". In the summer she stewed herbs for her mother, a midwife and healer, and in the winter she salvaged in her father's junkyard. Her father forbade hospitals, so Tara never saw a doctor or nurse. Gashes and concussions, even burns from explosions, were all treated at home with herbalism. The family was so isolated from mainstream society that there was no one to ensure the children received an education and no one to intervene when one of Tara's older brothers became violent. Then, lacking any formal education, Tara began to educate herself. She taught herself enough mathematics and grammar to be admitted to Brigham Young University, where she studied history, learning for the first time about important world events like the Holocaust and the civil rights movement. Her quest for knowledge transformed her, taking her over oceans and across continents, to Harvard and to Cambridge. Only then would she wonder if she'd traveled too far, if there was still a way home. Educated is an account of the struggle for self-invention. It is a tale of fierce family loyalty and of the grief that comes with severing the closest of ties. With the acute insight that distinguishes all great writers, Westover has crafted a universal coming-of-age story that gets to the heart of what an education is and what it offers: the perspective to see one's life through new eyes and the will to change it.

This pioneering bestseller has become a rallying cry for a movement of radical self-love--the second edition shows readers how to grow the movement from self to systems and includes empowering stories from Sonya Renee Taylor's travels around the world. In a revolutionary departure from the capitalist-driven self-help and body-positivity movement, poet, author, and humanitarian Sonya Renee Taylor forges an inextricable bond between radical self-love and social justice. The first step is recognizing that we have all been indoctrinated into a system of body shame that profits off our self-hatred. This second edition includes stories from Taylor's travels around the world combating body terrorism and shines a light on the path toward liberation guided by love. In a brand new chapter, Taylor confronts each of the "isms" and phobias, especially racism, sexism, ableism, homophobia, and transphobia, showing how radical self-love manifests in each space. Radical self-love not only dismantles shame and self-loathing in us but has the power to dismantle global systems of injustice--because when we make peace with our bodies, only then do we have the capacity to truly make peace with the bodies of others. Readers can also engage more deeply using the accompanying workbook, which builds on the ten tools and radical reflection and unapologetic inquiry exercises woven throughout the book.

L'hystérie n'est-elle qu'une fiction du passé ? On l'associe généralement à un diagnostic obsolète, né de l'esprit d'hommes de la fin du XIXe siècle et resté figé dans les mémoires par les photographies de femmes en train de faire l'arc de cercle, pieds et mains au sol, les yeux révulsés. Supprimée des classifications psychiatriques, l'hystérie est supposée avoir aussi disparu du vocabulaire juridique. Le terme peut même nous faire sourire tant son caractère misogyne relève aujourd'hui de l'évidence. Et pourtant, l'hystérie continue de nous hanter. Elle est toujours présente dans les cabinets des médecins, les couloirs des hôpitaux psychiatriques, au sein des cours de justice, des commissariats de police, dans nos familles et nos imaginaires. Si ce signifiant flottant se terre parfois sous d'autres noms, il s'agit toujours de faire des femmes des folles pour cacher les violences dont elles sont réellement victimes. Car l'hystérie ne tombe pas du ciel : pour qu'il y ait "hystérisation ", il faut d'abord des " hystériseurs ".À partir de rencontres avec des femmes psychiatrisées, d'affaires contemporaines, d'entretiens avec des historien. nes, des avocat. es, des médecins, d'archives d'hôpitaux, de témoignages laissés par des autrices internées, Pauline Chanu exhume la voix des femmes enfouies sous les diagnostics et nous invite à laisser parler les fantômes. Celles-ci nous montrent la porte de sortie de la maison hantée.

Enfants, les filles reçoivent moins d’argent de poche que les garçons et ne bénéficient souvent d’aucune éducation financière. En couple, leur salaire est affecté le plus souvent aux dépenses courantes, alors que celui des hommes s’investit dans les biens durables (logement, travaux, voiture). Au supermarché, les mêmes objets sont jusqu’à 15% plus chers quand ils sont destinés aux femmes:on appelle cela la «taxe rose»! Après chaque grossesse, l’inégalité salariale triple, passant de 7% à 23 %. La notion de ménage fiscal leur est souvent défavorable… Résultat : en France, entre 1998 et 2015, l’inégalité de patrimoine entre femmes et hommes est passée de 9 % à 16 % alors même que si l’on additionne leur travail salarié et leur travail domestique, elles travaillent pourtant beaucoup plus que les hommes… Tout au long de la vie d’une femme, les inégalités financières et économiques s’installent et se creusent inexorablement. Pour mieux comprendre le rapport des femmes à l’argent, les mécanismes toujours à l’œuvre dans leur appauvrissement et proposer des clés pour les déjouer, Titiou Lecoq remonte l’Histoire qui les a si longtemps exclues des mondes de l’argent et s’appuie sur de nombreuses études économiques contemporaines et des analyses d’experts. Avec son art de la pédagogie, mêlant l’anecdote personnelle et l’enquête méticuleuse, Titiou Lecoq nous rappelle ainsi que l’argent n’est pas encore neutre mais qu’il doit le devenir pour qu’un euro gagné par une femme devienne l’équivalent d’un euro gagné par un homme. Une éducation financière indispensable pour tous !

From Cat Marnell, “New York’s enfant terrible” (The Telegraph), a candid and darkly humorous memoir of prescription drug addiction and self-sabotage, set in the glamorous world of fashion magazines and downtown nightclubs.At twenty-six, Cat Marnell was an associate beauty editor at Lucky, one of the top fashion magazines in America—and that’s all most people knew about her. But she hid a secret life. She was a prescription drug addict. She was also a “doctor shopper” who manipulated Upper East Side psychiatrists for pills, pills, and more pills; a lonely bulimic who spent hundreds of dollars a week on binge foods; a promiscuous party girl who danced barefoot on banquets; a weepy and hallucination-prone insomniac who would take anything—anything—to sleep.This is a tale of self-loathing, self-sabotage, and yes, self-tanner. It begins at a posh New England prep school—and with a prescription for Attention Deficit Disorder medication Ritalin. It continues to New York, where we follow Marnell’s amphetamine-fueled rise from intern to editor through the beauty departments of NYLON, Teen Vogue, Glamour, and Lucky. We see her fight between ambition and addiction and how, inevitably, her disease threatens everything she worked so hard to achieve.From the Condé Nast building (where she rides the elevator alongside Anna Wintour) to seedy nightclubs, from doctors’ offices and mental hospitals, Marnell shows—like no one else can—what it is like to live in the wild, chaotic, often sinister world of a young female addict who can’t say no.Combining lightning-rod subject matter and bold literary aspirations, How to Murder Your Life is mesmerizing, revelatory, and necessary.

Christmas shopping can be murder. It's Christmas Eve at the Emporium, a bespoke gift shop hidden in the depths of London's winding streets, where a select few shoppers are browsing its handcrafted delights. But when they go to leave, they find the doors are locked and it isn't long before they realise this is no innocent mix-up. The shoppers have been trapped here by someone who knows their darkest secrets, who will stop at nothing until they have all been unwrapped - and there is a gruesome gift waiting in Santa's grotto . . . For those that survive the night, it will be a Christmas to remember.

A jealous psychopath hunting another serial killer to regain lost limelight. A feisty young detective caught in the crossfire. Can she end the carnage before she joins the body count? Simone Singh, assistant superintendent of police, would rather spend her days locking up criminals than apologizing for her lack of social skills. And she refuses to let anyone stand in the way of her pursuit of the Doll Maker, a ruthless serial killer who dresses up little kids as Barbie dolls and displays their bodies in glass cases. But Simone knows that time is running out to piece together the clues as the Doll Maker has made it clear that the killings have only just begun . . . Another serial killer, the Clipper, who enjoyed nine years of infamy as India's most notorious butcher, erupts into an all-consuming rage when he is cast aside by the media in favour of the sick new slayer-the Doll Maker. The Clipper turns his fury into blood-soaked revenge to capture the top spot. As corpses start to pile up, Simone fights to maneuver the Doll Maker into a clever trap. But the Clipper is hell-bent on striking first and regaining the crown with his most grisly murder yet. Can Simone take down the two serial killers and stop the psychotic competition before it gets out of hand? The Girl in the Glass Case is a jaw-dropping psychological crime thriller. If you like determined heroines, nail-biting twists and chilling serial murderers, then you'll love this rollercoaster ride. Read The Girl in the Glass Case today to step into the arena of deadly competition!

What if the truth is the most dangerous illusion? When Rati wakes up in a secluded Himalayan resort, her boyfriend, Ayaan, is gone. No one—not the staff, not the guests, not a single soul—remembers Ayaan ever being there. Is Ayaan real, or has Rati’s mind conjured him from her darkest fears? Inspector Vipin arrives to investigate, but the deeper he digs, the more the case spirals into chaos. A fractured family with dark secrets, souls with shifting motives, and Rati’s haunting memories weave a tangled web of deception and paranoia. Was Ayaan ever real? Does Vipin solve the quagmires? And why every answer leads to more questions? In this mind-bending psychological thriller, every possibility unravels into a chilling twist. When nothing is certain, how do you trust even your own mind? Dare to question everything you believe? The Fifth Hour review in The Times of India “The Fifth Hour is the mind-bending thriller of the year, that will leave you breathless.”

Alternate cover edition of ISBN 9781538742570. Every day I clean the Winchesters’ beautiful house top to bottom. I collect their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor. I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband Andrew seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew’s handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it’s hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina’s life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband. I only try on one of Nina’s pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it’s like. But she soon finds out… and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it’s far too late. But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don’t know who I really am. They don’t know what I’m capable of…