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Prieto Sola writes about motherhood, desire, pain, art, and silence with a precision that almost hurts. She doesn’t explain pain; she inhabits it. She doesn’t preach authenticity — she shows you the cost of it.
Have you read it? Or is there a book that made you stop pretending?
The title says it all: Everything that is not pretending. Which means: ➤ The awkward truth you avoid saying at dinner. ➤ The exhaustion of smiling when you’re breaking. ➤ The radical act of saying “I’m not okay” without apologizing. Todo lo que no es fingir - Cristina Prieto Sola...
“Todo lo que no es fingir” by Cristina Prieto Sola belongs to the second kind.
👇 A minimalist photo of the book cover (soft background, natural light) + a handwritten sticky note saying: “Fingir cansa. Leer esto también. Pero de otra manera.” Prieto Sola writes about motherhood, desire, pain, art,
If you’ve ever felt like you’re performing your own life — this book will unnerve you. And then, strangely, set you free.
There are books that teach you things. And then there are books that sit beside you in the dark. Have you read it
It’s not a self-help manual. It’s not a memoir in the traditional sense. It’s a raw, lyrical excavation of what remains when performance stops — when the masks we wear for family, work, love, and survival finally crack.
Prieto Sola writes about motherhood, desire, pain, art, and silence with a precision that almost hurts. She doesn’t explain pain; she inhabits it. She doesn’t preach authenticity — she shows you the cost of it.
Have you read it? Or is there a book that made you stop pretending?
The title says it all: Everything that is not pretending. Which means: ➤ The awkward truth you avoid saying at dinner. ➤ The exhaustion of smiling when you’re breaking. ➤ The radical act of saying “I’m not okay” without apologizing.
“Todo lo que no es fingir” by Cristina Prieto Sola belongs to the second kind.
👇 A minimalist photo of the book cover (soft background, natural light) + a handwritten sticky note saying: “Fingir cansa. Leer esto también. Pero de otra manera.”
If you’ve ever felt like you’re performing your own life — this book will unnerve you. And then, strangely, set you free.
There are books that teach you things. And then there are books that sit beside you in the dark.
It’s not a self-help manual. It’s not a memoir in the traditional sense. It’s a raw, lyrical excavation of what remains when performance stops — when the masks we wear for family, work, love, and survival finally crack.