This was a heartbreaking book. As a mother of a bipolar son, it was a difficult read. After reading part way through the first chapter, I tossed the book across the room and couldn't pick it up again for months. I was frustrated with the mom's lack of education about bipolar illness and the many freedoms her money allowed him to gain access to without proper supervision. Ultimately, Nick was bent on a path of self-destruction, as many who suffer from bipolar are. His death was a tragedy and I cried along with her at his loss. She did everything in her power, with her knowledge, to provide the best care she could and ultimately lost her only son. No matter what we do as parents, no matter how much we love them, no matter the way or means by which we try our best to help our struggling children, they ultimately choose their own path. Nick was a bright light. I feel deeply for Ms. Steel's loss as if it were my own and am grateful every day that my son is still alive, still fighting, although not without difficulty, and still here.