I just finished the book, and the very first thing I have to say is thay it broke me, in a beautiful and indescribable way.
I was not expecting to feel the emotions that I felt. I never thought a book was capable of doing such a thing, not to me, not a book. When I was on the last page, I knew that it was the end. But in denial I turned to the next page, still hoping, but knowing that that was it.
When I turned to the next page, and saw the acknowledgement page, I instantly broke into a sob. Tears were running down my eyes. I was unsatisfied, angry, and confused. I didn't know what I felt but what I do know is that the ending broke me. And like Avery, on the very last line, I wished for more.
I'd watched stuff like this before, even in the exact same scenario (Don't Look Up on Netflix). But this book, I don't know, broke through to me. Somehow, despite all of the previous things I've consumed, this book made breakthrough after breakthrough, and I knew by the end I'd never be the same.
I was.. angry? Unsatisfied? I still am. But I also know that's how the ending had to be. That's just how it is. How it has to be.
I don't know if this book has really changed me, if, down the road my path has been altered because of this experience, or if this book will turn into one of the thousands of things I consumed. Buried to the back of my mind, the inspirational feeling fading away.
I hope not. Here's my review, I don't really have anyone else to talk to about this. As a lesbian (yes, I'm a girl, ignore the name) 15yr old in highschool myself, who's read only a couple, maybe five queer books (all lesbian) since I've discovered this amazing world, so far, I have to say this is one of the best ones I've read. And it mostly likely will be down the line.