Iris moved to London to pursue big dreams. She is attractive, liked by all people in the office and even scores a big promotion (after sleeping with her boss). She makes sure she always looks nice. Back home she has routines for good skin and relaxation. She loves to make others jealous, skips meals and doesn’t have any real friends because whatever you tell them, they can use it against you.
And then, despite everything being “perfect”, she breaks down and spirals into a deep depression. She can’t stop crying, sleeps a lot and can’t see the point of anything anymore, thinking about dying.
I knew it won’t be an easy breezy book. But that’s what was so appealing for me. From the beginning Iris was not easily likeable. For me, it was because I knew her every thought and followed her down a dark road of selfdestructive behaviour. And I was often mad at her. Because many times, this book felt very true. The way she thought about herself and others, the toxic femininity, friendships and relationships.
Iris felt like a friend you desperately want to help, but can’t. But also like a mirror.
It’s an excellent book that explores mental health issues, all kinds of toxicity and the social pressure on young women. But please, be in a good headspace when reading.
