The complexity of the main character was perhaps the best part of the book. The way in which she viewed the world was so interesting, yet she was often frustrating as a character. If she'd just explain herself instead of unnecessarily lying, certain situations would not have taken place. It is wise to consider that mental illness isn't pretty and people get hurt but it was frustrating nonetheless. 

There were moments of reprieve such as a lesbian relationship and Gilda's occasionally funny actions. However, most of the time it was doom and gloom which is a shame as it felt like the author was purposefully making bad thing happen around the main character just for the sake of it. The murder mystery aspect of this book was a bit silly and I can't be certain that the ending was at all fulfilling. 

I connected with Gilda often but not to an extent that would warrant this book a place in my most memorable. Albeit the book was definitely an interesting exploration into mental illness and the lies we tell ourselves to keep going and what happens when those lies begin to crash around us. It had good commentary on mental health stigma, the experience of being queer and struggling with mental health as well as religious bias. 

I can't say I necessarily enjoyed it but I understand what the author was trying to do and I appreciate that. I would not necessarily recommend this to anyone currently fighting with depression or anxiety unless they are in a relatively good place.