The way the author, at least in the first chapter, seemed to not recognise some obvious explanations for why he was a dandelion and his sister was an orchid was a bit suspicious to me. Could very well be that he explains this in later chapters, but he also seems to heavily romanticise mental illness and creativity was pretty gross too.

But I mainly stopped reading because we were only two chapters in and he'd already mentioned vomiting twice which was triggering my ementaphobia. Not worth it.