It hurts to love no matter what it is you love. This book is full of pain, scorching, thick, dripping, messy, solid and alive. And it's good to read it when you yourself is in pain&can recognize those feeling. To recognize a part of you showing up here and there, to greet your own self like an old friend.My old self rated this one 2star, who was that person? Did she even read it properly? I'm going to re-read it sometime soo.