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The Choice by Edith Eva Eger

Memoir

The Choice

by Edith Eva Eger

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Speaking to the resilience of the human spirit in even the hardest of circumstances—a beacon of hope for our times.

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Synopsis

It’s 1944 and sixteen-year-old ballerina and gymnast Edith Eger is sent to Auschwitz. Separated from her parents on arrival, she endures unimaginable experiences, including being made to dance for the infamous Josef Mengele. When the camp is finally liberated, she is pulled from a pile of bodies, barely alive.

The horrors of the Holocaust didn’t break Edith. In fact, they helped her learn to live again with a life-affirming strength and a truly remarkable resilience. The Choice is her unforgettable story.

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Introduction

I Had My Secret, And My Secret Had Me

I didn’t know about the loaded gun hidden under his shirt, but the instant Captain Jason Fuller walked into my El Paso office on a summer day in 1980, my gut tightened and the back of my neck stung. War had taught me to sense danger even before I could explain why I was Afraid.

Jason was tall, with the lean physique of an athlete, but his body was so rigid he appeared more wooden than human. His blue eyes looked distant, his jaw frozen, and he wouldn’t—or couldn’t—speak. I steered him to the white couch in my office. He sat stiffly, fists pressing into his knees. I had never met Jason and had no idea what had triggered his catatonic state. His body was close enough to touch, and his anguish practically palpable, but he was far away, lost. He did not even seem to notice my silver standard poodle, Tess, standing at attention near my desk, like a second living statue in the room.

I took a deep breath and searched for a way to begin. Sometimes I start a first session by introducing myself and sharing a little of my history and approach. Sometimes I jump right into identifying and investigating the feelings that have brought the patient to my office. With Jason, it felt critical not to overwhelm him with too much information or ask him to be too vulnerable too quickly. He was completely shut down. I had to find a way to give him the safety and permission he needed to risk showing me whatever he guarded so tightly inside. And I had to pay attention to my body’s warning system without letting my sense of danger overwhelm my ability to help.

“How can I be useful to you?” I asked.

He didn’t answer. He didn’t even blink. He reminded me of a character in a myth or folktale who has been turned to stone. What magic spell could free him?

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Why I love it

When I recommend books to people in my life, I really try to tailor my suggestions to the readers they are for. A friend looking for inspiration after a long day at work would rarely receive the same recommendation as a relative looking for something to sink into on a long vacation. But every once in a while, I come across a book that everyone in my life can get something out of. The Choice, a moving, inspiring memoir from renowned psychologist Dr. Edith Eva Eger, is one of those books.

In the book’s first section, Eger recalls the harrowing period she spent as a prisoner of Auschwitz. A 16 year old with training as a ballet dancer, Eger was forced to dance for a Nazi officer in the hopes of survival. In the years to come, Eger wrestles with lingering memories, trauma, and guilt over having survived while others—including her parents—did not. But as Eger’s journey continues, she begins to find healing not only for herself, but for the countless others who are positively impacted by her story and work as a psychologist.

The Choice is an act of truth-telling, a historical record, and a compassionate portrait of suffering, healing, and forgiveness. But above all, this book is an act of generosity: By opening up about the dark events of her past and her decades-long journey toward healing and transformation, Eger gives readers a reason to hope. The Choice is at once utterly unique and brimming with universal truths. I’ve no doubt you’ll find it an inspiration, too.

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