Happy Place
Reviews
It just got progressively boring dear lord
sometimes when denmark is extra dark and dreary, happy place is the perfect comfort book to remind you of all the people you're missing. no matter the distance, we will always find each other won't we?
I usually enjoy Emily Henry's books, but not this one.
The story was boring and the ending was so disappointing and to be honest, infuriating.
How can two adult people that have been in a relationship for 8 years have so much miscommunication between them! You are adults not teenagers, talk about things!
the secondary characters were so flat, it seems like they were just some keywords on the paper, "funny one", "logical one", "corky one".
Such a cute romance. If you’re a fan of enemies to lovers, one room romances, this is definitely something you’d love to read. It does a great job with the insecurities we face as we age and find ourselves in different places from the friends we once had.
i dont understand the hate this book got, it was actually pretty decent and i loved all the themes it explored outside of romance
emily you didn’t have to hurt me like that.
To read this for the first time again
This book had one of the silliest, derivative, inane, and annoying plots I have read in a while. I have soooo many gripes about this book but most of them revolve around how forced the conflicts were. like this is a plot that makes more sense for a pair of tweens to go through not two thirty year olds??? also the friendships were cute but lacked depth because the book spends soooooo long harping on harriet and wyn’s relationship and not celebrating her friendships which were like honestly just as important and had way more potential to be interesting.
the ending really incensed me too like noooooo way is this the message we want to send like omfg it was too much for me.
Beautiful! This book felt an aching sense of nostalgia. Like my heart was growing too rapidly it was almost painful in the best way but also in a tear-jerking, emotional rollercoaster sort of way. This book almost felt like therapy for me, Em Hen is wise beyond her years 🫶
Mooi verhaal maar niet wat ik had gehoopt.
Harriet and wyns relationship was so sad and beautiful and just EVERYTHING TO ME. They had me crying and laughing and giggling they were just so. I loved them sm. Although I do HATE the miscommunication trope and while i enjoyed wynharriet i really needed them to actually talk cuz all they did in “real life” was kiss fuck and continue with their “i love you but we cant be with eo bcuz youre happy now” like girl just TALK IT OUT PLS I WILL CRY PLS TALK JUST TALK. Anyways yeah i really really enjoyed this but the miscommunication was annoying me so bad😭
another good/easy read by Emily Henry! some of the scenes btw Wyn and Harriet got me kicking my feet and feeling butterflies
This is such an unusual read for me. Romances rarely do it for me, even more this premise kind of romances, but there were so many people saying only good things about this one that it decided to give it a shot. And it was a good ride, for real. The beautiful and easy wringing was essential, and also the bond between the girls, this beautiful chosen family of theirs. It made my day, for sure. Hell, it made my summer vacations!
wynharriet are my parents actually
read in one sitting on a plane and cried after 10/10
a blind dive, but my best decision of the day after everything else has gone awry.
it’s not something i want to put out to the world but i saw myself in harriet, in wyn, in sabrina. my heart aches for what they’ve been through, it made me see my life differently as well.
seeing harriet, sabrina, & cleo’s friendship reminds me of my own. i have met my people and i am so excited for what the future holds for us. i know they’re as persevering and understanding and loving as theirs. female friendship will never not bring me to tears.
speaking of tears, this book has got me ugly crying (with snot) at 3am. i am so happy i picked this up — glad to finally have a favourite emily henry book.
i have never seen a clearer reflection of me in a character until harriet. an aspiring surgeon, a clean freak who struggles with how she deals with her emotions and reactions. this book will always hold a special place in my heart because it's not just a love story, not a love story about a couple at least. it's a love story between friends, we don't just see harriet & wyn's struggles but their entire group. i see my friends in these characters and myself in harriet, and i think this might have given me an existential crisis but it was worth it.
Cried
Very sweet! Thank you Keira for the rec 😉
I’m not sure i quite have the words for my feelings about this book. Wyn conner is either my own personal demon or angel. This book much like her others has wrecked but this one hits so close to my heart. I see so much of myself in both Harriet and wyn. As well going through something similar. Their happy ending will always be a reminder to put my happiness first I don’t think I’ll be able to ever stop recommending this book.
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Highlights
"But that's the point. Your job doesnt have to be our identity. It can just be a place you go, that doesnt define you O make you miserable. You deserve to be happy, Harriet."
347
"I mean that you have the weirdest laugh of anyone I've ever met, Harriet," he says softly. "And it feels like taking a shot of tequila every time I hear it. Like I could get drunk on the sound of you. Or hungover when I go too long without you."
347
“I want my life to be like— like making pottery. I want to enjoy it while it's happening, not just for where it might get me eventually.”
“And even that pain is a kind of pleasure, to feel so loved, to love so deeply.“
“And even that pain is a kind of pleasure, to feel so loved, to love so deeply.“
“This is how I used to think of love. As something so delicate it couldn't be caught without being snuffed out. Now I know better.
I know the flame may gutter and flare with the wind, but it will always be there.”
“(…)You're a part of me. You're so deep in my heart that I couldn't get you out if I tried, and I don't want to.
I know how lucky I am to have you. To have people who love me enough to hold on even when I'm scared to let them close."
“I met you,” she says, “and I finally belonged somewhere again.”
“Everything’s better when you’re happy.”
“I’ve often thought that the world saves its very best weather for days when you feel like everything’s gone wrong(…)”
“Love means constantly sayings you’re sorry, and then doing better.”
Answer how the people who love you would answer for you
Want is a kind of thief. It's a door in your heart, and once you know its there, you'll spend your life longing for whatever's behind it.
It’s not selfish to want to be happy.
I've tried so hard to be good, to deserve the people around me and I've still managed to hurt all of them.
“You're already home” I think. I wonder if I ever will be.
I think, though I don't know to who or what, “Please, please help. Please help him stop hurting this much” I'll make bargains with the universe: “If I make the apartment cozier. If I don't complain about work. If I make the most of the constant rain. If I need nothing from him, he'Il be okay.”
OOOH LORD
The last time we visited the Connors before Hank's death, Wyn's father cried from happiness when we got there. As we were getting ready for bed that night, he gave me a tight hug and said, Sleep well, love you so much, kiddo, and afterward I'd shut myself in the bathroom and run the water while I cried for reasons I didnt entirely understand. More homesickness, I guess. That lights-on-in-an-unfamiliar- kitchen pang
shes me
“My parents arent people of words, but they sacrificed so much. That's love, and I hate that I want more from them. That I can't just feel grateful for all they've given me, because at all times I'm aware of what it cost them.”
“I thought it looked like you," he says hesitantly, "but it wasn't expensive. So if you don't like it, we'll replace it, as soon as I can afford"
ugly crying
"No," he says quietly. "In every universe, it's you for me. Even if it's not me for you."
“Wyn ran wild here, and this place carved him into the man I love.”
“I'm finally there, that place I've always wanted to be, the other side of the lit kitchen windows I could see from my childhood street, where rooms are filled with love and noise and squabbling.”
“I think I love you, Harriet," he says. Love, I think. That's new. And I’ll never be happy without it again.