My brutally honest review: I hated this book. I disagreed deeply with the narrative it was pushing. I hate this "you should be loyal to your family just because they're your family" message. I hated that this was the view she conceded to, even though the book details a number of messed up things about the way she was raised. I hate that this was what won out. I hated how passive the protagonist was. I hated how the whole book praised her passiveness like it is some noble conclusion. There is this victim-blaming undertone, an “everything will be alright if you just remember the positive things and look on the bright side” subtext. I HATE it. As someone who had to work really hard for her anger, I am pissed that this book creates a narrative that would try to undermine that work. Reading this was entirely unpleasant in the wrong ways, and I spent quite a bit of time just fuming. On the other hand: it is well-written, albeit too long and a bit boring at times. Most of my hatred toward this is its rhetorical message.