i might have to legally change my name to adelaide and move to london because i swear to god and all that is holy that this book was written about me.

i’ve had manic depression for as long as i can remember and nothing, not a single thing, has ever made me feel more seen than this book. it makes me feel hopeful for the idea that someday, someone will love me for who i am, exactly as i am. a light at the end of the tunnel.

almost every relationship i’ve had has looked exactly like her’s and rory’s: almost maternal and wholly one-sided. it’s been two years since my last one, and i’ve learned a lot since then, about myself and relationships in general, but seeing it in this way, from a bird’s eye view, was both nauseating and life-changing.

i can’t wait for this to come out in paperback so i can completely destroy it with annotations. i want to write an essay about this even though i’m not in school anymore. i want to shape my entire personality around this book like edaphoecotropism (how trees grow around objects in their way). i want to eat this book in a way i can’t explain, inject it into my bloodstream so that i feel this way forever. what drugs did genevieve wheeler lace this book with?????

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