Someday, Maybe

Drama queen loses husband to suicide. Is privileged enough to try and destroy everything in the process of mourning while completely blind to her own entitlement, privilige and the strain she is to her family. Hates her MIL (who apparently hates her, we???ve never really shown her, so don't really know what's going on) to the point of potent rudeness.
Oh, and the most toxic communicator in the group is a psychologist. The f*ck now?
But: the style is so up my alley I could have written it. Enjoyed it immensely. Want to read more from the author.