Was going to give 4 stars but Nadine is so fucking like me. She is the mental state of me in high school and even in college. She has low self-esteem and is closed. She feels that her thoughts are too unique. No one in the world understands me, and no one wants to understand me. I pretended to be very casual, as if I didn't care about anything, but it was precisely because I cared too much that I was too eager for someone to care about me, or in other words, I hoped that the people I cared about would notice me and like me. But I am fat and mediocre, not very good in all aspects, and unfortunate. Every time I long for God to help me get rid of this big quagmire, I always have no response, only a blow. In fact, looking back, I didn't realize that there were so many people behind me who loved me.
No one is you, so no one knows what you think but you, but there are always some people who care about you, but they always get the wrong idea and are hated by you, or you don't care so much about them and ignore them They care about you, all your focus is on yourself, and you are so unbearable, so you start to be jealous, angry, and complain about everything about yourself and the injustice of the world. "In fact, everyone is suffering from some torture, but some people are good at hiding", just like yourself, cherish those who are still talking to you, they are burying their pain and listening to you.
In fact, sometimes I noticed it, but I was too inferior, too cowardly, and did not have the courage to change. I was afraid that if I suddenly changed my appearance (attitude, personality), I would be rejected by more people. It seems that I still want the so-called "face" too much. ". I want to be Nadine, I know I'm wrong, admit it bravely, and change. You are far more attractive than you think.
Also, some people you care too much about may not be as good as you think, and they may be ordinary in all aspects except for their shining points that impress you the most.
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