A gorgeous stream of consciousness that reflects on the nature of self-destruction and life when in absolute despair, with its glimpses of kindness meant only to make you carry onwards, cruelly, in the protagonist’s view— but you wish to defy her, to tell her her hope is for something, and the ambiguity and open-ending on the novel means it might be. As a reader, we hope for our narrative, and hers, through which we have been forced to meet ourselves.