There were times reading this book when I hoped I was actually reading a brilliant satire on the self help book genre as a whole. I didn’t honestly believe that someone could really write such a delusional sounding stream of consciousness as though it provides anything that might actually help someone.
I’ve rarely encountered an author of this type of book so filled with bitter resentment against everyone around her or someone so determined to avoid any actual work to achieve what she wants from life. The entire book is either Ms. Sioux blaming literally everyone she knows for the things that have gone wrong in her life or desperately trying to figure out a way to become a multi billionaire without having to actually do anything. When she can’t find an actual person to blame someone must have cursed her or polluted her with their bad vibes.
On the one hand the way Ms. Sioux chooses to live her life; flatly refusing to accept even the smallest responsibility for literally every single that has happened to her, isn’t really any of my business. On the other when those quite frankly horrible choices and their consequences are presented to me as some sort of life lesson that will change my world if only I’ll give her $6000 for a life coaching session THEN I’ve got a problem.
I have absolutely no idea what this book is supposed to be about or who its for. Its riddled with so many spelling and grammatical errors that make it next to impossible to read let alone understand. What comes across ends up sounding like the rambling journal entries of a very self involved person who masks a yearning to give up all the responsibilities in her life with phrases like “self healing” and “finding myself.” The fact that she already seems to be doing just that only serves to confuse me further because I can’t figure out what she’s complaining about!
What Ms. Sioux seems to desperately want from the readers of this book is approval for her choices. She wants a large group of people to pay her tons of money and tell her that ignoring her actual responsibilities and spending thousands upon thousands of dollars on pyramid schemes instead of on I don’t know groceries is not only acceptable but totally amazing and life affirming. She wants us to confirm that she’s worthy of every success simply because she exists. I find a “philosophy” like this not only absurd but frankly dangerous.
So on the off chance that this is satire and “The Year of Yes” is meant to be a warning about the danger of deluding yourself into thinking that giving into to every self serving desire is somehow empowering no matter who you hurt great job! But I’m pretty sure the reader is meant to admire Ms. Sioux’s amazing year of “success” and “healing” and call her up for one of her $6000 coaching packages just as soon as they put the book down.
Something I’d strongly advise against.