I finished this book a while ago and am still contemplating how to write this review. Mona did it again: a complete fever dream of a book, but one that still makes sense? 
This book follows Miranda, who suffers from chronic back pain, which has cost her career and relationship. Her pain is described so vividly that you feel it as you read the book; you feel her frustration navigating a world where people don't truly think she's suffering, or assume she's faking it all. 
There were many moments when I couldn't figure out what was real or not, but that's the beauty of Mona Awad's art. 
It's beautiful, it's weird, it's funny, it's dark, and it's Shakespearean.