Comfort Food by Kitty Thomas
GENRE: Dark, Erotica | PAGES: 192
My rating: ★★★★★
~ Am I to be sane and miserable in a world of somebody else’s creation or am I to be crazy, and in my own strange way, free? ~
After reading a few reviews of Comfort Food, I just had to check it out, if only, at the time, to sate my curiosity. Far from regretting it, I was actually and absolutely fascinated by it.
This is the first book I’ve read based around Stockholm Syndrome (which is interesting in and of itself) and whilst I’ve delved into a couple of erotica novels, I can usually take ’em or leave ’em. This one though was amazing for the psychology within the story.
The (very readable) protagonist, Emily, is strong and smart and when she is drugged and kidnapped then broken down she knows what’s coming next. The man who stole her from the life she knew is never violent; he provides her with everything she needs but at a cost, and in such a way it makes Emily feel as though she gave him actual permission. She becomes willing to play his game, first out of necessity, then out of her own need. She knows what’s happening as it’s happening yet she’s as much a slave to it as someone who had no clue of the process. She becomes a victim of the syndrome she’s heard so much about but she comes to accept and crave both it and her captor.
Her captor, whose name we never learn, actually stirred something a bit like sympathy within me. I was so drawn in by the root of his problem (as hugely immoral as his problem was) and I really hoped for a breakthrough of some sort. There was, however, no such cliche; much like real-life cases, the sociopathic behaviour brought its own twisted reward, though I felt so connected with the story by this point, that I actually found myself hankering after the same ending as the victim, Emily, did.