Annoying, pretentious

I grew up with a family member who was paranoid schizophrenic; I read this book to gain insight into what it was like to have schizophrenia. Well, I didn't gain any insight. There's a weird emptiness at the heart of this book....After wading through too many references to privilege, high end cosmetics, and expensive clothing, I became frustrated. It drives toward something but never gets there.

###

