The Death of Vivek Oji

am i crying? i'm crying i'm a mess

family is a tough word for me to define, especially in this day and age, and i think this book really highlights exactly why. your prescribed family is one you do not choose, one that is supposed to love you unconditionally, and one you can never really shake. they raise you and give you life on their terms. but your chosen family, the friends you keep close, the ones who actually love you unconditionally, and the ones who may come and go but will alway have a special place in your heart, are the ones who accept you as you come, and thus are the family you have on your own terms. the stark contrast of these families and the effects each has on us is highlighted so beautifully in the death of vivek oji that your heart is sure to break by the end of it.

beautiful prose, amazing characters, and a story i won't forget for a long time