3 out of 5 stars
Okay, so it was a mistake for me reading this book, but this is TOTALLY my own fault, and not in any way a fault with this book.
The thing is, I spent nearly two years in hospital for my mental illnesses, one of which was a secure ward. I thought I would be fine reading this book, but I’m not going to lie, it was pretty triggering for me. It’s not like it was really graphic or anything, I’m just really easily triggered and I was having a vulnerable day while reading this book.
So, because of being triggered, I don’t really feel right commenting on the plot of this book.
What I do want to mention, however, is the inconsistencies in this book. The patients are only allowed plastic spoons for their meals (true about the plastic, but most places, in my experience, allow knives and forks under supervision, and the cutlery would then need counting in afterward before anyone could leave the room) BUT the camp have a barbed wire fence? When I was in my dark days, I would have CLIMBED THE FUCKING FENCE just to get at that barbed wire to hurt myself, as would many of my fellow patients.
We definitely, 100% would NOT be allowed nails and hammers (a few of us were allowed shovels to do gardening but that was only in groups of 2 or 3 and we had to work up to having it in our care plans) and we wouldn’t be allowed to have a camp fire. A camp fire, surrounded by suicidal people? Not the best idea.
So, this book was okay. I’m not going to comment on the plot or the characters or anything, though.
*thanks so much to the publisher and NetGalley for giving me the chance to read this book*