Publish date- August 26th, 2015.
Publisher- Text Publishing.
RRP- $19.99 (AUD)
(A Brief) Synopsis:
A YA memoir about a guy growing up, what it's like to have depression and not know how to get through each day, discovering sexuality and navigating the world.
Thanks to Text Publishing for this review copy!
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What I thought:
So this is going to be really difficult to review. Take Chiara's review and give it only 1 kitty and basically that is how I felt.
But I can't write just that as a review, huh?
So. I'm going to listify it to try and get my thoughts down best-
1. David Burton is a real person who wrote a memoir- this- about his youthhood. All I know is I did not get along with the person who the story was about. He came across as arrogant, oblivious and cruel. He made choices I couldn't stand by and did a lot of things that made me mad, and I didn't like that.
2. The sexuality element, which is supposed to be a focus, is unclearly defined and brushed off by the end by not even being mentioned. It feels like it's gay or straight and the way bisexuality is is so often shown as being a cheaters option in everyday life angers me enough. Bisexuality, here, is mentioned in an "I didn't think of it" way- but did you later? We don't find out.
3. In high school he's he only friend of a boy with a form of Asbergers. This friendship is fairly well abandoned as Dave finds other friends, yet he says he was still kind to Ray. Immediately following this? Seriously, a couple of sentences later: a scene where he bullied him. That angers me so intently I may very well boil over. THAT is not kindness. You were his only friend and you turned on him for no reason.
4. Calling, mentally or otherwise, people bitches? That is not on. You just entered Romi's rage territory, folks. Sure, her actions weren't right, but tell the woman instead of smiling and internally cussing.
5. Really unhealthy, obsessive love- it was super uncomfortable.
6. Acting... like a faggot? The only acceptible notion here is that you were pretending to be kindling, but I'm thinking that's not what was meant.
Rating: This is the worst possible time for an explosion.
I was offended, I was angered, I definitely didn't feel Happy at any time, nor did I get an answer- or steps- as to the way of being happy. I was insatiably furied.