"This book contains every word that could never be said, every letter never sent and every thought never mentioned. An official confession about feelings that were felt but never dealt with. I didn't know what to do with my sadness when I was younger. I fought many battles against myself and I never won. I tried many ways to get rid of this pain. By the age of 14, I first tried writing as a kind of Therapy. It has become an addiction. I realized that romanticizing my pain made me fall in love with it. But one day, I will find a way to translate my pain into words and you will understand why I am the way I am."
I really wanted to like this book, but I guess I expected too much from it. Personally there were too many love letters, I’d rather had more letters to family members or friends.
God this book, it was just pure. Even if the topic isn't and you sometimes really need to bite through tough bits. It made me cry so often but even more it kinda helped me.
I did not completely hate this book, however at the time I read it I was able to relate to the author a lot. I thought this book understood me, but honestly it was dangerous, because those were not the kind of thoughts that should be understood. I was so blinded by my unwillingness to get better that I though it was okay to feel suicidal. I am so glad I am now better than ever and wish I could go back to give myself a hug, I wish this book would give honest advice and opinions instead of contributing to the self-loathing. It is not worth one star though, because now and again it had some wonderful passages. Read at your own risk <3