Thou shalt remember, treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen When it comes to self-help books, there are very few proverbial stones I've left unturned. On my quest to try and rerail the life I've spent the last 29 years derailing, I've turned to help from the literary likes of The Secret, The Barefoot Investor, The Subtle Art of not Giving a...., The Life Changing Magic of Not Giving a...... (it's low key ridiculous the amount of ...... I have to give) and who could forget... Eat Pray Love. The OG basic 'B' bible. My emotional instability, coupled with my unwavering positivity, means I fall for self-help books faster than I fall for boys. So imagine what happened when I found a book that combined the two? Ahh spoiler - a brilliant bloody episode... that's what!