Like most people, I've been trying to put my thoughts about this book into words for weeks. I didn't post it as my best book of January, because everyone did. I wanted my review to stand out. But the truth of the matter is, it can't. It can't because every person experiences this book differently, and no person's opinion matters more than another.
For many people The Fault in Our Stars represents a glimpse into a different world. They don't "relate" but their "eyes are opened." I spent the first two-thirds of the book wondering how John Green managed to retell my life. I deal with chronic illness and disability, not cancer, but so many of Hazel's emotions and interactions spoke to my experiences. There's a scene in the book where she goes to the Ann Frank Hais. Her physical struggle there, and her justification for working through it, took me immediately back to my own fight to climb those ladder-like stairs.
Encountering a book written by a non-disabled person that captures the nuances of disability is an incredibly rare occurrence, but I found it in The Fault in Our Stars. I highly recommend it to people who don't have experience with disability, but I recommend it more to those who do.