I hate memoirs. The reason I hate memoirs is because they are a self-indulgent pieces of shit written by attention whores. Poor Ms. Knox didn't know that I felt this way when she offered me a copy of her book so kudos to her for writing a good enough book to checkmate my cynicism.
Knox gives a frank outline of her life in a well crafted way that shows her talent at writing. She is honest and keeps the book within interest for the reader and not just herself. There was a lot I could relate to and so much that I couldn't, but it I could place myself in each moment.
The thing I found most interesting about this book was the time from her childhood where she goes to group with a parent and asks if the cookies are for only those who participate and she is given one. The same thing happened to me. I was so surprised to see this that I think that is why I gave the book a chance, and I'm glad I did.