This book...

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... it's killing me. I've never experienced anything like that in my whole life. For three weeks now I'm moping around, trying to finish it, but I can't. It's torture, it makes me sick in the stomach to think of the end and yet I want to, so badly. It's a wonderful book, but it shakes me in a way I have never experienced before. I can't read it on the train anymore, because as soon as I read a couple of lines I'm crying my eyes out. I just read three pages and I can't stand it anymore. I'm crying right now, like an idiot. I'll never be able to finish this book, it's exhausting me emotionally. I don't want to let go either, because I know once it's finished I'll never pick it up again, because it will always make me cry again. I just hope I get over this, because this book is wonderful... I so wish I could discuss it with someone... I feel so alone right now...