Guys, kids need their parents.
This book reminded me of a paragraph from The Family: A Proclamation to the World:
have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children. “Children are an heritage of the Lord” (Psalm 127:3). Parents have a sacred duty to rear their children in love and righteousness, to provide for their physical and spiritual needs, and to teach them to love and serve one another, observe the commandments of God, and be law-abiding citizens wherever they live. Husbands and wives—mothers and fathers—will be held accountable before God for the discharge of these obligations."
I'm not really going to review the book. I think that anyone willing to write down their tragic experiences and be so vulnerable deserves five stars. I will, however, give it a rating. For information on my rating scale, please see my post about book ratings.
I give this book a rating of PWTYAA (probably wait 'til you're an adult) for thematic issues, attempted rape, child sexual abuse, and parental abuse and neglect. Honestly, I don't think my life is any better for having read it, or that it opened my eyes any (they're about as wide as they can get already), or that I enjoyed it at all. It was a struggle for me to get through. I don't like reading about the suffering of children. I admire the author and her siblings for their courage.
The book simply reinforced to me the truth that parents are vastly important and irreplaceable in a child's life. Parenting should be taken seriously.
Read it if you want. Or don't if you can't afford the therapy you'll need after. ;)