This book is an absolute dystopian mind fuck. In the lighter moments, it reminded me a lot of Orange is the New Black, and more like Black Mirror in the darker ones. Throughout the book, we hear mantras about how the mothers are narcissists, have them refer to themselves by their name and their crime, and watch as their visitation privileges are stripped away for meaningless reasons. What's worse is that this sort of facility is easy to imagine. I felt actual pain for Frida as she labored to restore her life with her daughter through performing well with Emmanuelle, only to have to give up her as the program ends. Everything we come to love in Frida's life ends in pain, by it being wrenched away from us or destroyed by society. But man if it doesn't punch you in the feels...