Bianca
Written on Apr 29, 2020
I was like an empty cup, which [he] had emptied out, and now I had to look at what had spilled out of me: all my delusional beliefs about my own value and my pretensions to being a kind of person I wasn’t. While I was full of these things I couldn’t see them. Now that I was nothing, only an empty glass, I could see everything about myself.
We all crave affection from others. But often we don’t allow them to see us for who we truly are. We refuse to show our feelings, because we don’t want to be seen as weak and vulnerable. So instead, we act cold and distant, and in the process, feel miserable and unloved. Not everyone would like this book. The characters are self-absorbed and pretentious, and the relationships are unconventional. But I think that was the point. To show that because of our fear of showing our weaknesses and true selves, we somehow end up being terrible people to others. It’s a book about what it means to be kind and about accepting our vulnerabilities not as flaws, but as parts of what make us who we are.