The honesty with which Meg mason has dealt with this story is incredible. A layer of sadness spread throughout with some subtle humor sprinkled on top. A Pandora box of memories, sufferings, love, reality checks, despair, guilts and the list goes on. But even after all that, it’s not another ‘bell jar’ or just a fictional account of a fictional disorder (actually it is, but it's also so much more). It is a love letter to Life and all the people who suffer as much as those if not more, who are battling any kind of diagnosed or undiagnosed mental disorder.

A gentle reminder of the love bestowed upon them from all around whether they ask for it or not. People who try to embrace as much of despair as they can so that you can live another day because they don't want you to die.