What people never understand is that depression isn't about the outside; it's about the inside. 
 This book kept me engaged, but there was something not quite right. The depression wasn't quite tangible, while Aysel managed to describe the 'black slug' that is depression - eating all her emotions, I couldn't feel it seeping off her. So her descriptions were good, but it didn't translate into her actions for me. 
 Roman's story is pretty heart breaking. 
 "I like other people's words. They fill me up." 
 It's a cute story, and definitely a worthwhile read. But the message of 'finding a boy to love and who sees you as worthwhile will save you' is not one I particularly want to spread..