"Her happiness came at the cost of mine."

I've been meaning to read this since it came out, but I didn't have the mental strength needed for this reading. I had an emptiness inside me with every page I read.

The writing is simple and not in a i-will-talk-about-something-and-the-next-chapter-will-be-something-else-entirely way where there isn't a direction, where there is a lot of time jumping.

Instead, there's a story that takes us through Jennette's early memories since childhood and how her mom plays the protagonist in her life, instead of Jennette being the main character.

She doesn't hold back anything and trusts the reader by telling us the very toxic and dependent relationship she has with her mom even when she dies, her mom's ghost follows Jennette in the way she thinks about herself.