“We find mates who bring out the worst in us: a partner is sent by the universe as a character test, to expose what you’re really made of.”

I don't know if I've ever hated a book as much as this one. I immediately started trying to forget it. I only kept reading it because I thought there's no way it could continue being so faux pretentious and grody but alas. The first essay was a quirky and relatable one about the strain social distancing puts on our relationships, both near and far, but the other three collapsed into pure self-indulgence and sweeping conclusions I did not agree with. I found myself frequently cringing over her stipulations about assault and consent.

This was not an OMG Amazing read and fell short for me with the concept. 3rd round purchase for sure