The mental health aspect was the only reason this rating isn’t lower. I didn’t hate a good chunk of this book, even tho this review is negative, but what I did like was overshadowed by all the stuff I didn’t.

The obsessive use of “Mike Martin” made me want to rip my hair out. WHY DOES SHE ALWAYS CALL HIM BY HIS FULL NAME!?

The amount of Canadian stereotypes in this book was unending. Just stop. How is this author Canadian!? She wrote about Canada like an American and I hated it.

The third breakup act. JESUS CHRIST. How stupid was that!? There was no betrayal, there was nothing but two overreacting adult children.