I knew my heart would shatter when I read this but damn does it hurt so bad. It makes me angry that the reason for this books existence is even realistic and happens more frequently than it should (which is never) and it makes me angry knowing there's real children out there suffering with this kind of PTSD because of the cruelty of some people. All I wanted was to hug Simon and tell him how sorry I am and every single panic attack he had had me crying. The deeply disturbing aspects aside, I loved that he found friendship in Agate and Kevin and Hercules and that we got to see Simon trust and move on from Past Simon.