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The author set the reader up for disappointment because she oversold the humor of this book. Because of the synopsis, I was expecting something way better.

Relatable in some places but still not the best thing I’ve ever read.
This book just has so much potential to be better than it actually turned out.
My bother turns our traumatic childhoods into funnier stories: I was there, experienced the pain, but I still laugh because of the way he tells it. The humor is a way of coping with the pain.
My brother could have helped her right this better.

I think the issue is that she talks about her hurt, eluding to trauma but you don’t actually FEEL the trauma. It’s like a child who has a mild cold lying in the couch dramatically announcing to an imaginary audience that they’re dying.
Whereas, another child may be running a fever, looking like the life has been drained from them but still say “I’m fine”. That child, you can feel their misery.