New Yorker essay-form poisoning: many such cases!

A lot of exposition without any accompanying insight, like a student trying to fill pages on a book report. Just astonished by how antiseptic and aggressively-mid the prose was, even as she moved into the stranger elements later on. And that's even before we get to the end-pages where she starts hand-waving about chronic Lyme and witchcraft stuff, somehow making it seem even less credible after she's done making her case.

As someone who's struggled with severe mental illness for my adult life, this was a huge disappointment.