I just reread this for my book club, and I found it equally arresting and shocking the second time around. I think what I loved most about this book was that considering what Susannah went through - going from a healthy, happy woman in her mid-twenties to a seemingly psychotic mess, with no memory of her period of madness - she could have been a very unreliable narrator. However, like a true journalist, she did her research, and that is what makes this book rather creepy. She had to do tons of interviews and research to write a a book about herself because she had no memory of her harrowing experience. I also appreciated this book because I've read my share of memoirs where it is really hard to connect with the author because they seem fake (basically, I keep wondering "are they just writing about this to make money?") but I didn't feel that way about Susannah. You could tell she wanted to raise awareness about the mysterious disease that almost took her life, has already taken countless lives, and has trapped many others with a diagnosis of mental illness when they can possibly be cured or rehabilitated. She did this through tracing the steps of her own experience and highlighting every phase of her condition. According to the last few chapters, this book did save lives, and with a movie adaptation on the horizon it will hopefully save more.