It's quite hard for me to articulate why I love this book as much as I do, but I cannot recommend it enough. I am moved and was touched at the core of my being in so many ways. There were moments I had complete empathy for and related to Eleanor, and in other moments I was utterly cringing to be in her thoughts, especially chapters with Mummy. There is no way to prepare for it.
As my sister and I each have unique relationships with our mother, this hit my heart in ways I didn't expect. Though our situations don't align, the feelings provoked are very similar; worthlessness, loneliness, feeling doomed, never good enough...
