This is a ghastly book. Of course the horrible abuse that the author suffered as a child was ghastly, and she would appear to have got a good balance right in recounting that part between sensationalism and over-revolting her readers, while as the same time conveying the vile nature of it and her feelings at the time. I'm afraid that that is the only compliment I can pay to this book. It is very badly written, with the vocabulary and style of a young teenager blogging to her friends. (Well, even younger, we have pages and pages of boring description of and feelings about appearing around the age of 6 years old in school sports day and a stage production there.) Grammar, punctuation, vocabulary, spelling are appalling. Full stops have attached themselves to the beginnings of following sentences rather than serving to end the previous ones, commas are mis- and over-used, apostrophes are clearly not understood, and on spelling - well, she (mis)uses the word 'literally' and spells it 'literarily', a completely other word, just to give just one example. Actually you only need to look at 'book description' on Amazon to get a flavour of what I mean. She also comes over as very conceited, especially in relation to what she considers to be her talents for entertaining. Not in writing she hasn't. And, most arrogantly, she refuses to recount what should be at the heart of the book, how she came to terms with her horrendous experiences, by saying that we must read the sequel to her book to find that out. How's that for trades mis-description? (The book is NOT what is says on the tin.) Much of the text consists of lengthy homilies on how to treat your fellow human beings, and it just comes over as hectoring. A huge chapter near the beginning is one long evangelical peroration on how wonderful God is. But the worse bit of ghastliness is that she has come to believe that all the horrible things that happened to her were meant to happen by the said 'loving' God. OK, it's probably her way of getting over it all, and I'm probably being very mean for attempting to prick the balloon, but I want to protect others who might otherwise pay out good money for this book.