A timely book about the effects of late stage capitalism on an overworked woman who literally has a black hole following her since the day she was born. While I found her experiences about dealing with the black hole (i.e. depression) interesting and relatable, I was let down that the major conflicts of the book didn’t span out into something more intense or worthwhile. Plus the mention of the black hole on every other page got annoying after a while, and the ending felt abrupt after such a long, slow buildup to the inevitable. However I’d still recommend this book for those interested in the “Sad Girl Literature” trend that’s happening and don’t mind a book that’s more about vibes than plot.