As a young teen I spent many an hour pouring over a self-improvement book by Emily Wilkens entitled, A New You. Now because I did not own the book I had to resort to checking it out from my local library. I must have checked that book out a hundred times keeping my fingers crossed that this time it would result in a total transformation.
Today that same book, which is now out of print is listed on Amazon for $325.00. At the time, however, I considered its worth priceless because it seemed to hold the key in my thirteen year old mind to beauty and popularity.
What I didn’t realize about that treasured tome was that it would start a life-time habit of perusing the Self-Help aisle looking for that elusive “perfect” book that would somehow solve all my insecurities, doubts, and result in a new me.
Thankfully, that quest has ended as I’ve come to the conclusion that the old me was pretty much fine to begin with. That and the fact that my acne cleared up.
Several years ago I visited the library of my youth, and was disappointed to find that the book was no longer on the shelves. I can only imagine the allure it had for other young girls, and can’t help but feel a little responsible for wearing it out.
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