I finished this book in a daze. It took a while to build up to its momentum, then the ending hit me and grabbed me and pulled me into itself and I was enthralled with the messiness of everything, morbidly imagining the characters self-sabotaging but wanting them to fix things, then getting frustrated because real people fall into cycles like these all the time, and the overwhelming nature of it all was captured perfectly. I think the title perfectly matches the contents. For fans of: Danielle Chelosky "For me there's little distance between loving and hating someone."