A review by susanreadstheworld
My Life Uploaded by Rae Earl

1.0

#EpicFail

Millie Porter is unbearable. Millie Porter is an incognito narcissist. She can’t help it.

I truly hated the narrator, Millie. We are supposed to watch her grow and have a come-to-sanity moment, but that moment never really comes. She’s intolerable.

And the way the rest of the characters are portrayed is cringy, at best. There’s the “freak” who likes a tidy home. The pathetically lost adults who aren’t cookie-cutter versions of adults, so they must be pathetic losers. There’s the hopeless geek the narrator can use to advance her needs and then ignore after leading him on. It’s a gross collection of cliches and questionable decisions.

It’s really just another YA book about a boy-crazy girl who neglects and mistreats everyone around her as she pursues her dream boy, a fantasy she doesn’t really have any great connection to. She’s in love with an idea, not a real person. Oh, but wait, he’s SOOOO dreamy and cute so that makes it OK, right? Because love is all about looks, right? *gagging sounds*

I wouldn’t recommend this to any young adults in my life. It doesn’t have a clear message and the messages it does send out are outdated and gross.

The book is advertised as a “fresh, funny, and clean younger YA novel" about social media with an "accessible heroine and a memorable cast of characters” but this misrepresentation of the book is the funniest thing about it.

#helpyourselfbynotreadingit