Told You So
Autor Mayci Neeleyen Limba Engleză Hardback – 9 oct 2025
O mașină zdrobită pe marginea drumului și vestea care schimbă totul: Mayci Neeley, aflată la începutul maturității, se vede nevoită să navigheze doliul pierderii tatălui copilului ei în timp ce învață singură alfabetul maternității. Această biografie revelează o vulnerabilitate care depășește cu mult filtrele de pe TikTok, expunând fractura dureroasă dintre imaginea perfectă de „Mormon Wife” și realitatea brută a unei tinere care s-a simțit adesea inadecvată în propria comunitate. Remarcăm curajul cu care Mayci Neeley descrie perioada petrecută la BYU sub o bursă de tenis, un spațiu unde regulile religioase rigide s-au ciocnit violent cu tentațiile vieții de student, ducând la episoade de abuz și izolare.
Apreciem structura narativă care pendulează între umorul negru și onestitatea brutală. Nu este doar o cronică a succesului digital, ci un jurnal al rezilienței în fața traumelor succesive. În aceeași familie cu Bad Mormon de Heather Gay, volumul adaugă o perspectivă generațională nouă, concentrându-se pe presiunea de a fi „perfectă” în era rețelelor sociale și pe modul în care comunitatea mormonă modernă gestionează abaterile de la normă. Credem că forța acestui text rezidă în capacitatea autoarei de a vorbi despre The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives nu ca despre un spectacol, ci ca despre o extensie a unei lupte personale pentru identitate. De la experiența dureroasă a fertilizării in vitro până la dramele nespuse din spatele fenomenului MomTok, Told You So transformă cicatricile personale într-o formă de putere, oferind o lectură alertă, cinematografică și profund umană.
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Specificații
ISBN-10: 1668099926
Pagini: 288
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 23 mm
Greutate: 0.45 kg
Editura: Simon&Schuster
Colecția Simon & Schuster
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Despre autor
Mayci Neeley este o personalitate publică americană, cunoscută la nivel internațional ca vedetă a rețelelor sociale și protagonistă în serialul de tip reality-show „The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives” produs de Hulu. Originară dintr-o comunitate mormonă conservatoare, ea s-a remarcat prin onestitatea cu care își împărtășește parcursul de viață, de la sportivă de performanță în facultate la mamă singură și, ulterior, antreprenor de succes. Prin platforma MomTok, a devenit o voce influentă pentru femeile care caută echilibrul între tradițiile religioase și provocările vieții moderne.
Descriere scurtă
Mayci Neeley and the women of MomTok burst into the center of pop culture when Hulu’s The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives took the world by storm. But the show barely scratched the surface of Mayci’s personal story. From becoming a mom at twenty, to losing her son’s father in a tragic car accident, to going back to college as a single mother, she’s only ever given us glimpses of the challenging things she’s been through. Now, finally, she’s ready to tell us everything.
In this inspiring and darkly funny memoir, Mayci lifts the veil for readers on what growing up Mormon is really like and how it’s strict standards completely blow up for many young people when they get to college. When Mayci arrived at BYU on a tennis scholarship, she was unprepared to manage the temptations she’d been taught were sins. She found herself drinking too much, stuck in an abusive relationship, and on the verge of falling down a dark and dangerous path. Suddenly, she was pregnant at nineteen and mourning a boyfriend she’d been building a future with. Mayci captures the period from college to adulthood with brutal honesty, grace, and humor, offering up a heartfelt portrait of a woman finding her voice and her strength.
All of these trials led to her current love story, her journey with IVF, and of course the inside story of MomTok. Fans looking for a juicy play-by-play on the friend group drama will get everything they want—and then some—but more than anything, readers will walk away with a sense of confidence in themselves and an ability to wear their scars proudly.
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THE DAY MY BOYFRIEND DIES, he texts me to say he’s sorry. He loves me. He’ll never forgive himself for hurting me while I’m pregnant with his baby.
Arik’s text ends with a typo. A single letter J. I don’t understand why he hasn’t finished his thought until my mom takes me out to lunch that afternoon. While scrolling Instagram at our usual table, I see a picture of Arik on my timeline with the caption “R.I.P.” He’s crashed his car while texting me.
That night, three hundred people follow me on Instagram. Hunched over my phone on my parents’ couch, I scroll past dozens of posts about Arik: pictures of him playing baseball, grinning at the camera, laughing with his family. There are screenshots of news stories about the crash that killed him, photos of people sobbing, and broken-heart emojis, all mixed in with the usual Instagram content—blurry selfies, food porn, a mediocre sunset. Those happy photos feel like they’ve been posted from another universe. Reminders of a time before I got pregnant and had to move back in with my Mormon parents in Southern California. Before I had to leave my scholarship and Division 1 tennis career at Brigham Young University behind.
I feel like I have to post something. But I have no idea what to write. I don’t want to admit that hours before Arik died, I’d learned he cheated on me. Devastated, I’d said the cruelest things I could think of: that he wouldn’t meet his baby unless it was in court; that he would never see me again; that I would never forgive him.
How could I explain via Instagram what it felt like to learn—at that dingy restaurant with my mom—that Arik died while texting me to ask for forgiveness, to tell me that I deserved better, to say that he loved me? How do you write a post about that?
WHEN YOU’RE FOURTEEN WEEKS pregnant and your boyfriend dies, people say a lot of things. “You’ll meet someone else. You’re still young.” “You have plenty of time to find a father for your baby.” “You don’t look that sad in the pictures you post on Instagram.” “God has a plan for you.” I’ve known all along that God has a plan for everyone. I just don’t know why mine is so shitty.
By twenty, I’ve already been drugged and raped. I’ve escaped an abusive relationship, only to fall in love with someone amazing and get pregnant unexpectedly. The night Arik dies, my mom is so worried about me that she drags an extra mattress into her bedroom so she can keep an eye on me while I sleeplessly stare at the ceiling.
THE NEXT SEVEN MONTHS are a gray, depressive blur. The easiest tasks—getting up, eating breakfast, taking the online classes that will allow me to keep my NCAA tennis eligibility—feel impossible. More than once, I think about dying.
You wouldn’t know it from my Instagram feed. I don’t post any shots of me sobbing to sad music in the shower or writing that I want to die in my journal. Instead, I upload pictures of me holding a starfish to obscure my massive belly. And another of me smiling on a cruise ship, pretending I’m not thinking about jumping overboard.
When I look back on that twenty-year-old gripping the railing and debating drowning herself in the ocean, I want to tell her that things will get better. That she’ll forgive herself. That even though this pregnancy is unexpected, she’ll love her baby more than anything in the world and fight hard for her next ones.
I want to tell her that she’ll fall in love again, in a big, beautiful, dramatic way, that she’ll learn to live her life without fear of judgment, and that at some point she’ll hear the phrase “soft swinging” and not only know what it means but understand it’s the scandal that brings her to reality TV.
Most of all, I want to tell her that the tragedies and trauma she’s experienced won’t define her. That there’s no reason to feel shame about any of her mistakes—that the only shame is in hiding them.