The past sometimes feels like it might kill me. Case in point: “In too many ways, the past is still with me. Hunger makes for easy reading, perhaps in part because the eye can glide over so much, having in effect already seen it. Ideas recur periodically - I lost track of how many times Gay made the connection between eating and feeling safe - and also within the same paragraph. The great weakness of Hunger is that what might have made a knockout 40-page essay is instead a 307-page book, one that had me writing in the margins, “Yes, you told me.” There is a good deal of repetition, which takes place on two levels. In her accounts of simply getting through the day as a so-called super morbidly obese person, Gay makes effective use of detail: the indignities of having to purchase two airplane seats and use a seatbelt extender, of encountering scales at doctors’ offices that can’t gauge her weight, of being unable to climb onto the stage during her own author appearance. And Hunger specifically provides a sometimes heartbreaking look at what it’s like to be, well, very fat. There is solace merely in knowing that one is not alone, which practically guarantees Hunger’s enduring popularity and usefulness to those who struggle with self-image (and who isn’t at least a lapsed member of that club?). We have that in common.” And she places responsibility for her current state mainly with herself, writing, for example, that food is “a constant reminder of my body, my lack of willpower, my biggest flaws.” While the book is not without rays of hope - “I am not yet healed but I have started believing I will be” - it is also very honest about the extent of the damage done, including to her self-esteem, damage that in turn led Gay to allow others to mistreat her.
She writes about her parents, “They want to understand how I could have let this happen, let my body become so big, so out of control. If she is holding things back, it’s difficult to imagine what those things could be. If I were him, I would be very, very nervous - which may be the point.) But Gay is ruthless in her self-examination, too. (As she lets on toward the end of the book, she has looked him up and knows where he works. To be sure, she puts the blame for what happened to her where it belongs: on the boys who committed those terrible acts, with a special place of dishonor for the one she once thought she loved. The great strength of Hunger is in Gay’s unflinching look at herself and her life. Gay’s struggle with her body has inspired this (rather oddly subtitled) book, which, like its author, succeeds more in some areas than in others. That body, she writes, became “a cage of my own making.” In the wake of that life-altering experience, Gay looked to food as both a source of comfort and a means of rendering her body at once invisible (that is, unattractive) and impenetrable. When Gay was 12 years old, her already unhealthy relationship with a boy her age took a horrific turn: the boy lured her to a cabin in the woods, where he and a group of his friends took turns raping her. Working against her is the reason why she became so heavy to begin with, why she once (if not altogether consciously) wanted to gain weight as much as she now wants to lose it. She has also, as she reveals in Hunger, waged a decades-long, mostly losing battle with her six-foot-three-inch frame, having come, at her heaviest, within spitting distance of six hundred pounds. In short, Gay has become a highly successful writer. And, indeed, she is often insightful with regard to sexism as well as racism in popular culture (she is the daughter of prosperous Haitian immigrants). That collection’s appealing premise is that, while Gay may sometimes fall short of her own standards - i.e., while she may occasionally be a bad feminist - she is a feminist nonetheless. Over the past several years, in addition to building an enviable career as a college professor, Gay has amassed a considerable following with her short story collections, Ayiti (2011) and Difficult Women (2017) her novel, An Untamed State (2014) her opinion pieces in The New York Times and - especially - her best-selling book of essays, Bad Feminist (2014). ROXANE GAY’S Hunger: A Memoir of (My) Body is, among other things, a demonstration of the human capacity for flying high in some arenas of life while struggling mightily, often unsuccessfully, in others.