Honestly I tried so hard to like this book and while reading the first few chapters I did think that I would really enjoy and like this book. What was the point of this story? I couldn’t tell at all. Absolutely nothing happens throughout the book. The author had some ideas and I was able to get behind that but nothing was coherently written down. It wasn’t structured and the timelines were so messed up that it ended up distorting the reader’s understanding of the characters too. The sudden social commentary was so out of place that it made the author look as trying to hard to impress the readers. I get the narrator is supposed to be unlikeable and her unlikeable nature was because of how the society has favoured the few who had been lucky with parents, with their skin colour or with their rich relatives etc. I could get all of that and still I wasn’t able to give a fuck about it and sympathise with the narrator. A good author is someone who writes the story in such a way that a reader is able to cry buckets for an unlikeable character. 
I don’t hate this book. I don’t hate the character and I wasn’t tearing my hair apart thinking why does the narrator so focused on ruining her life. I had a lot of expectations from this book. I really liked 2-3 chapters on the social commentary. But in the end I was disappointed massively.