They may escape, but it already may be too late.
When Addie's OCD becomes unbearable, her mother checks her into the psychiatric unit to get help. There she meets Fitz, a boy dealing with schizophrenia, and the two become extremely close. As they bond over their love for words, wit, and hopes for the future, Fitz begs Addie to help him escape the ward. Will rejoining the outside world be the key making things okay again, or will it be the key to sending him on a downward spiral?
A story of help coming from unexpected people and places. A tale of trusting those who offer their souls.
Trigger warnings for OCD, schizophrenia, other various mental illnesses, cardio myopathy, parental death, loss of a loved one, and weight shaming.
Witty and somewhat compassionate, Addie used humor to cope with her problems. A lover of wordplay, she seemed a little too aware of her own cleverness, and she quickly became very annoying. I genuinely adore characters who love to play with words as much as I do, but she quickly became a pain. Unfortunately, I think this was due to the fact that she seemed very flat, based around her OCD instead of being a girl living with OCD. As the book became more and more about Fitz's story, the teens' character development almost stopped before it got started.
Isn't it interesting, how we just click with some people? Definitely very troubled, Fitz had a sort of charm about him that was supposed to endear him, but as with Addie, it seemed like he was formed around his illness. Addie and Fitz were a really good fit for each other, so much so that after a few chapters of them spending time with each other, they became obnoxious. Their relationship was a wild ride, that slowly seemed to become more of Addie narrating as she tagged along to Fitz's story. As for the other children in the ward, they were just as underdeveloped as our main characters, which was truly saddening.
After reading the author's note, I appreciated and respected the author's point of view. However, there were several aspects that greatly differed from my own experiences of living with OCD and spending time in the psychiatric wards that just rubbed me the wrong way. Further, mental illness in general was portrayed in a way that felt like it was being made light of and that its able to be turned on and off whenever necessary. While the world building was exceptional, the plot was utterly ridiculous. A romance would never have been actively encouraged by the staff in the way that it was, nor would the exposition of Addie and Fitz's journey have ever been plausible. Spencer Hyde's debut tried to talk about understanding that everyone's going through their own problems, the values of seeking treatment, and accepting that people aren't perfect. It also tries to spread the message of forgiveness, but all of that got lost in a lot of over the top writing. Extremely fast-paced, nothing was truly given time to deepen or feel meaningful. I was so excited about Waiting for Fitz, but unfortunately the book truly let me down.
Waiting for Fitz left me waiting for a story that didn't do more harm than help.