Yesterday, I Cried

Yesterday, I Cried

by  Iyanla Vanzant

Reviewed By Stephanie Wright

Now, as a general rule, I tend to do my best to steer very clear from the self help sections in the bookstores and libraries just for  the simple reason that to me (and this is just MY naive opinion) they are not really something that I can use.  I figure that I should be equipped to handle my own problems and not have to rely on some book written by someone who has never met me before in life.  I mean, how could they possibly know the answers to MY problems?

So, there I was, in the bookstore/music store/video game store here in good old downtown Denver, browsing around in the book section, looking through the new releases, and the bestseller section, not in too particularly good a mood, due to some recent revelations, and I happened upon Yesterday, I Cried.  The name caught my eye because I thought I had seen on Oprah that she had chosen it for her book club part of the show she does.  I remembered that she had liked it, and that for some reason, when she read an excerpt from it, it touched me.  So, curiosity got the better of me and I picked it up.  Then, I noticed it was classified as Self-Help.  My curiosity again got the better of me, and I read a little of the book right there. Well, curiosity, and the recent events of my life that had seemed bound and determined to send me to a bitter depression, and family illness, and a few other such odds and ends.

I ended up buying the book, and reading some of it that same night.  I must say, this book is very uplifting to me.  I don’t consider it to be a self-help book.  I consider it to be an auto-biography of  Iyanla’s life that others can take into their hearts and get some understanding and perspective on some things going on or that have already happened in their lives.  There are parts of this book that are very sad, such as the child abuse the author had to endure, and the failed marriage and husband that died.  Her life has not been easy, by any means.  She got off welfare and made something of herself.  For several years, she has worked not only as an author, but as a motivational speaker, healer, and teacher.

Believe me when I say that this book will help a lot of women who are going through some of life’s troubles right now, or who have been unlucky enough to have gone through them in the past.

One thing you have to remember, if anything, is to not give up.  You never get dealt more than you can handle. Yes, things do get worse before they get better, but they always do get better.

Read this book.  If not because you need a little encouragement (and not from one of those loudmouthed windbags who tell you your life can be fixed in a week with just a little positive thinking), or because things are just a little rocky for you, then read it because you are curious and you would like a new perspective.

I particularly like Iyanla’s style of writing this book.  She is very honest and candid.  Even though honesty seems to be the hardest part of it. You’ll see what I mean.  One of her lessons in this story is that we must be honest with ourselves before we can even begin to get rid of all the other garbage that seems to have a way of weighing us down from time to time.

January 1st, 2001