This book, what can I say? It started off nicely, before I realized how neurotic Anna is and instantly became annoyed and impatient.Seems to me she doesn't/didn't want to help herself and like so many others, just sat around wallowing in her sad self-pity hoping someone of the opposite sex would ...
he says, cheerful as ever.“Oh, great,” I say. Even in this ridiculously downtrodden state, I seem to care about what my drug counselor thinks of me so I don’t want him to know how scared and miserable I feel. I try to smile. “Everyone’s really nice,” I add, even though it’s a bald-faced lie.Tommy...