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Average rating3.8
It isn't constancy that keeps us alive, it's the progression we use to move us. Because everything is always the same until, very suddenly, it isn't.
This book kept appearing on my Instagram and, despite not having read anything by Olivie Blake, I got curious and bought it for my kindle.
This was beautiful and I am glad I became aware of its existence.
This is a character driven novel, with troubled characters that struggle with mental health issues, who have found each other and built something better. It reminded me a bit of Sally Rooney until it didn't.
I loved the writing, the different voices and the geometry of the prose.
I had one major problem/ concern with the book regarding how medication was depicted and how therapy was used by Regan. However, the last chapter and the acknowledgments allowed the author's redemption (in my opinion).
I absolutely recommend the reading.
this book was so much more than I had expected. I dived into this unknown to what the story would be like, but all I knew it was a love story about two people who suffer mentally. The intimacy, the details, the love that these two main characters shared with each other, the reality of having bpd and depression, of needing something to constantly live every day, it hit too deep. This was incredible and so well written it took my breath away.
i cant stop thinking about how olivie blake talked about hand holding in such an intimate, intricate way that made me literally tear up for a whole two fucking pages.