You will fall down in the complicated dance of life, but you must keep on.
A story of hurting hearts and hanging on. Struggles and strengths don't always show their faces.
It's not that bad. Or so David thought until his cystic fibrosis send him to the hospital once more. His family, friends, and girlfriend say that he'll be fine, but his recently increased need for new lungs says differently. As their reassuring lies pour in, he's never felt more alone.
It's no big deal. That's what Jamie tells herself as her depression hits harder, and unable to relate to any of her former friends. Surely if she can continue to live life, and volunteer at the hospital she can get through this. There, she find David struggling to breathe.
The two soon develop a friendship that quickly turns into something more. Together, they can finally be themselves, not their illnesses. But can they reveal the secrets that way heaviest upon their hearts? Or will time run out for them both?
Trigger warnings for anxiety, mention of steamy scences, illness, death of a parent, money worries, lots of body talk, neglect, depression, hospitalization, panic attack, suicide, and grief.
Shy, lonely Jamie hid her pain. A hospital volunteer, she held so much empathy within her heart, but she struggled to give herself the same compassion. As someone who also struggles with depression, her raw, honest battle with it was painfully authentic. I admired the artistically creative girl's attempts to cope using the very thing her mental illness tried to taint.
Popular, class president David wasn't happy to be in the hospital once more. Even though he tried to buy into everyone (but the doctor's) delusions that his cystic fibrosis wasn't getting worse, the truth terrified him. While I wasn't always the biggest fan of the well-liked boy, I admired his bravery as he made tough decisions about his health. His worry about his rebellious sister was also endearing.
Helping you helps me. On paper, Jamie and David didn't seem a likely pair. One loner, one socially beloved, they came from two different crowds. But watching their simultaneously healing and harmful relationship develop over old movies, positive affirmations, origami & ballroom dancing was cute. However, there was a spoilery element, that made it feel slightly wrong.
Grief folds itself over everyone differently. Some willfully ignore it, some lash out against, some can't help but be swallowed by it. As the teens delt with their respective illnesses, their families did too.
Each of their family members manifested grief in various ways that were authentic to their characters. Although I wished most of the supporting cast had been a bit more developed, I absolutely adored David sister, Eileen. She proved herself quite the force, but the poor girl deserved so much better than to be neglected as a side effect of her brother's illness. Surprising, kind of wild, I would read a whole book about the resilient girl.
We can't control everything that happens between each breath, but we must hold on for our futures. Growing in nuance, Cammie McGovern's prose painted a powerful picture of life with a chronic illness. Jamie and David's dual narration made me feel incredibly empathetic towards every one of their truths and fears. Tackling feelings of crippling loneliness and the trials of staying hopeful, coping, and grief in an honest way, this contemporary tugged on my heart. Soothing and surprising, Just Breathe was a breath of fresh air.
Life gets bleak. Let this book remind you to Just Breathe.