I really kind of flicked through the beginning of this book just because it felt kind of “yeah, yeah and…” There were points here and there that kept me reading. I could relate on a certain level with my own family. Near the end of the book was when I really started to like the book, I realized how much I related to the author thought patterns and fears. The end is a little depressing and hopeful all at the same time. I am glad I read it but for me this is something I’d have rather picked up at the library.