I like reading books about war dogs, shipwrecks, and lady aviators.
This left me feeling uncomfortable. Maybe I'm too old to be reading YA... maybe this speaks more to its target population. I felt like it was an inaccurate and insensitive depiction of depression and suicide. By the end, I didn't feel that it had done the work of bringing compassion and empathy to the topic. It didn't really humanize the girl and her struggles. Rather, if felt like an empty and flat explanation for this huge issue so many people deal with. And the White Knight complex that kicked into high gear at the end was... ick. I know this book did quite well and it seems that many people found comfort from it, so that's good. For me, it just didn't land right.