History is All You Left Me by Adam Silvera
Synopsis: When Griffin’s first love and ex-boyfriend, Theo, dies in a drowning accident, his universe implodes. Even though Theo had moved to California for college and started seeing Jackson, Griffin never doubted Theo would come back to him when the time was right. But now, the future he’s been imagining for himself has gone far off course.
To make things worse, the only person who truly understands his heartache is Jackson. But no matter how much they open up to each other, Griffin’s downward spiral continues. He’s losing himself in his obsessive compulsions and destructive choices, and the secrets he’s been keeping are tearing him apart.
If Griffin is ever to rebuild his future, he must first confront his history, every last heartbreaking piece in the puzzle of his life.
Publication Date: January 17th, 2017
Is my life really that sad if I love reading these angst stories that I literally just feel sadder. My life isn’t that depressing really. Sure there are a few pros and mostly cons, but why the heck do I enjoy torturing myself like this reading all Adam Silvera books that made me feel sad and pity other people’s lives that are literally not like mine.
I enjoyed it really I did. I liked Griffin was in mourning with his best friend, Theo, who drowned before the book started and we see Griffin’s and Theo’s relationship progress and see how close they really were and what Griffin was doing before he received that call that confirmed his best friend is dead.
I was really surprised that I wasn’t full on crying. It was sad, but it’s not cry-worthy and I don’t ever really remember crying during books like my whole life. Am I weird or do I literally not know the difference between I should be sobbing and all that? Like there are people actually shedding tears while reading books, but what kind of books are they reading that are sad, and how come I never read those kind of books.
The writing was as always really good, and showed the perfect blend. There was literally one itty bitty issue in the novel that unnerved me. It was the constant you thing that just drove me crazy. It was like this was supposed to be me, or it was just addressed to his dead best friend. Like who refers people as you?
I didn’t really felt the importance of Griffin’s OCD. Granted, I don’t know people who does have it, so I really couldn’t tell. It kinda just felt like the author just tried really hard to incorporate mental illness into this book so it could be diverse. I hate when stories do that, and half the time they’re not good representation.
It was a decent novel that explored the after effects of someone close to you dying, but it was just really okay.