Despite the at times a bit highbrow academic references I was completely captivated by this book. Kuang seems to understand the nuances of depression in a way that makes me feel sad for her, because it seems like something one could only capture in writing through having personal experience with it. Above all the commentary on the toxic side of academia this is a love letter to overcoming. This was the first book I read in 2026 and it might very well remain my favourite of the year.
