This is a memoir of a "white trash" homestead from Bobbi Conn in the valley of the Appalachians. A story of a child from a broken and battered impoverished home, mostly due to the father's all-around abuse. To the adult women who found herself in similar situations. She talks about the culture of deep Christian beliefs and the punishments of her 80s childhood. She talks about being a single mother and how she learned that her drive was to be better to her children then what she was given as a child. She also ultimately learned about her roots and how to love herself (or at least understand that she is deserving) despite and because of her roots.
I related a lot to her. Not in her upbringing, but in her feelings of self-worth. She is a normal human being who just kept going. It's beautiful. It was sad and depressing but also a bittersweet inspiration. I would totally recommend this book.
Also, what does this say about me that I can read/watch about trama and death/abuse but not cheating? Weird.
