This is one of the worst books I've read, and not just because the writing is bad. Don't get me wrong, the writing IS bad, but it's not the worst thing about this book. Each topic the book approaches, from relationships to mental health, is done in the most damaging way possible. Basically, the thesis of this book is "bitches be crazy." It also felt like the author wrote the book in sections, in no particular order, and forgot what she'd written about the characters. At least one of the characters disappears halfway through the book, and the characterization of at least a few things about the main character changes, without explanation from other events.

The main character says on nearly every other page "I'm not crazy, am I crazy? Omg I don't want to make my husband unhappy, he's so attractive." And the answer is yes! She's crazy! Because miscarrying makes women insane! And so is the woman she's stalking (who, except for the stuff thrown into the last few pages is one of the only sympathetic characters). Regina is a woman who doesn't want kids, though, so she had to be a crazy bitch. (also these NAMES. Regina, Thursday, Hannah, Seth. Barf on the complete lack of subtlety in any of that, especially Regina.) And the horrible, abusive man the "wives" all center around gets so little of the author's judgment. I could write a dissertation on this and how bad and dangerous it was, but then I'd probably have to read it more than once.