Abandoned reading this one after completing a grueling 35%; DNF. What a dull, depressing, goes-seemingly-nowhere grind. Every female in the story is a self-obsessed daydreamer stuck in a rut; every man is a rapist, a drunk, or a deadbeat. I persevered through 70 pages of navel gazing before chucking this book.

In case you miss signifiers so obvious i mistook them for a smoke screen — the “millennial pink” cover art, the title, the female protagonist — men like me are absolutely NOT the target audience for this book. LOL at myself for trying to transcend that, but, nope, not for me. Good luck to the author — my most cherished experience with this book was returning it to the beautiful woman from whom I borrowed it.