I think this book was maybe just not for me. It was the type of literary fiction where the character is so inside her own head that it gets grating and hard to read. Maybe that was the point, and if it was, then like I said, I think this book just wasn't for me because I don't enjoy that sort of thing. Most of the issues I found with this were that the characters were so insufferable and obsessed with their own suffering, particularly Khaki and Fiona. The book often put me in a bad mood just reading it because the stewing in one's own suffering and punishing oneself for nothing was just hard to read about. I understand what the book was trying to do, but phew, it was not fun or interesting to read. It felt less like it was making a point and more like it was just a deep dive into the brain of someone who has a lot of issues and isn't resolving to get help for any of them. Also this book needs so many trigger warnings so I'd really recommend looking into that before reading.