I decided on reading this book based on the fact that I enjoy memoirs where the author has risen above the rubble to experience fulfillment or something positive. With that being said, this book is beyond terrible. Burroughs is extremely distasteful in his descriptions of a family that took him in from his off-her-rocker mother and humiliated everyone who came into contact with him. I also wonder if anything in the book is even true because he writes with a detachment that either alludes to him needing MORE therapy or none of these things having happened at all. Sorely disappointing.