This was one of the most moving books I've read in a long time. It was brutally honest and struck many cords to me. I often found myself trying not to cry (as I listened to this in the car it was esp important to do so). I've always respected the hell out of police and what they do - having grown up in a not so good area I'm well aware of what can happen - this made the respect grow and i applause Belinda for not only surviving but being able to write about it.
What scared me the most was the personality traits I share with her but also as a suffering of depression/anxiety the symptoms I have too though nowhere near the level she has. I was fully aware of what ptsd was and it entailed but this brought it to a whole knew level. The respect for not knowing,y her but my friends who have it and everyone else has grown
