I appreciate what this book was trying to do for people who suffer from depression, but I'm not sure if it's... the proper portrait. when I was struggling with depression, I didn't need to be reminded that life is beautiful, I'm alive and I gotta appreciate it. I needed a therapist, and I was desperate for understanding. it felt like everyone was talking about something you were going through, giving ideas, pep talks, everything, without really getting how suffocating it all was.
Maybe I remember wrong. Maybe it was only my case. Maybe this book is right on time for others, I'm sure it would be. For me, it only brought back all the frustration. There was nothing wrong with it, so it's a three. but not four and definitely not my type of five.