Hooked from the very first paragraph, filled with anger and empathy amongst the pages, and thought provoking how to do I raise my daughter to have different experiences.

I really wanted to like this book but can’t. It felt very disjointed, it jumped from teen to kid to adult to young adult too many times to count. Many stories were repeated during other stories, towards the middle of the book, I couldn’t stop the eye rolls and thoughts of here we go again. Reflecting back on the book now that I am finished, my only thought is what was the point, what did the author want to achieve and I have no clue what the answer is.