Rachel, a daughter controlled by her father. A daughter stuck between wanting approval and wanting to separate herself from her family and their secrets.
I don't know why I didn't like this book. Maybe because I didn't particularly like Rachel? Or maybe because I didn't understand her relationship with her father. Hm, no - I understood it, I just didn't believe it. It's a memoir, so I believe it is (mostly) true. And I believe it is what the author remembers as the truth. But something about the explanation of that relationship didn't feel authentic. Maybe because I'm a girl with her own fucked up daddy/daughter relationship (ew, how boo-hoo does that sound? I swear my issues don't rule my life, but I'd be crazy not to think they don't affect me. Especially when it comes to my opinion about a book with a similar theme).Recommend? Nah. There are WAY BETTER memoirs out there.
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