Jaci was 26 years old and already exhausted by the sheer act of living, of correcting the mistakes her wild youth had made, when she was thrown from the back of a motorcycle into the side of a truck and then run over. Now with a badly mangled body and her future pulled out from under her, Jaci finds herself alone, facing a life she doesn't want to live in a body she cannot love. The Me I Was narrates Jaci's quest to return to normal, a journey into herself where she finds her version of God, a hefty dose of gratitude, and true, deep joy.