I can tell this will be a really good book. Unfortunately it is just not going to be a good read for me. I'm at the part where she's complaining about people who have kids complaining about their kids and how that is hard for her when she can't have kids. Well, I can't have kids, and I don't and probably won't ever meet a man who would love me and marry me, so I can't listen to her complaining. I get it, my brother and sister-in-law went through this trying to have kids. So I'm not saying the way she feels isn't exactly the way I'd expect her to feel. Don't get me wrong. Just saying that is something that is too close to what makes me drop into my own depression, so just not going to be a good listen or probably read for me. I know it probably gets better and the whole book makes it worth it, but I just don't have the emotional stamina or capacity for this type of read right now in my life.