Connor Franta

In his second memoir Connor Franta lets his audience into some insights of his life. Through short personal essays and poems he describes hope, heartbreak, and life. I don’t think I’ve related to another fellow millennial for a while now. I’ve never been a part of the selfie culture or vlogging business basically social media adept in general. I knew of Franta because of his ties to another YouTuber I watched on and off many years ago but his name stuck with me as one of the many YouTubers that “came out” in close succession almost four years ago, if I’m not mistaken. But he’s actually a pretty good writer. I didn't read his first autobiography, assuming that's what it was, so all I know is the now that he described.

There’s something universal about a first love and the heartbreak that comes with it. It’s always unexpected and no matter how hard or how little you try to make it work it's just as heartbreaking when it ends. Then there’s a matter of personal identity, who are you when you end it?

I was personally touched by Franta’s struggles with depression. It just happens and sometimes giving yourself a pep talk is only going to make it worse by the anxiety that creeps up with it. It was really refreshing to read about someone else’s experience with seeing a therapist because it really does help. Someone who has no personal ties with you and can extract thoughts that you need to let out can be a relief whereas when a personal family member tries to do the same they can end up rejecting those wayward thoughts.

The poems were a nice attempt at being deep but they weren't very memorable.… (más)