Can someone love too much? Possibly, especially if you have Williams syndrome, a genetic disorder that makes people biologically unable to distrust or suppress emotions. After I read this book review of Jennifer Latson’s The Boy Who Loved Too Much, I wanted to read the memoir about a disorder I’d never heard about, but find intriguing.
After reading about the book, I started thinking about what it would be like to be without skepticism, to trust everyone and think of everyone as a friend. How might this difference be an asset rather than a disability? What does the fact that we have a name for this diagnosis say about being human? Would we all be a little better off if we were more like this boy named Eli? If you read The Boy Who Loved Too Much, let me know what you think of it.