3.5/5

3/5
dang, that was sad. it felt like an episode of Black Mirror lol

4/5

“I wondered what terrible thing it was that I had done.”

“I remembered everything…Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind of snow, should numb and cover them. But they were part of me. They were my landscape.”

This was a great book with a great peek into mental illness with the perspective of the 1940s. There was a lot of fluff in my opinion that seemed pointless to the plot, but an amazing book nonetheless.