I really, really, REALLY wanted to love this book. Instead, I only loved an essay or two, but I am grateful at the very least that this book was written. Some quotes that particularly stuck out to me:

"When I got home on Sunday, I threw myself into a frenzied fit of productivity--I got a head start on work, ran six miles, and did a week's worth of meal prep (for the first and last time in my life). But whenever I slowed down, I noticed the shame again, like dishes in the sink I'd hoped would wash themselves. Rationally I knew I wasn't responsible for the way I had (or hadn't) reacted--when someone puts you between a rock and a hard place, it's not your fault if you can't tunnel your way out. But I felt guilty for not protecting myself, and for making a sound designed to convince him that he'd actually done something right." (133)

"To add insult to injury, I can hardly communicate my pain--there are no terms like "breakup" or "divorce" for friendship. How do you say you're missing someone when you weren't married, weren't "in love," and were never intimate (unless you count the time you made out at that Avicii concert?) A falling-out would've been easier--at least then we'd have a clean break and someone to blame." (232)