Between the positive reviews and the book blurb, I was optimistic that I'd find this book to be relatable and amusing. Turns out, I'm not actually interested in a rambling, inner monologue about the depths of depression, anxiety, and mental illness, unless it's my own. Or maybe I just didn't jive with this author's style? Especially when it seems like they fancy themselves a quirky comedian with a unique perspective on the human psyche? Uniquely annoying, yes... Even with as open minded and evolved as I like to believe I am, I did not want to finish this book. This book is full of (too many) mediocre musings, at best.