In this engaging and thoughtful personal memoir, Kathy Ewing shows what it’s like to be raised by someone variously sullen, pleasant, angry, demanding, manipulative, and engaging—sometimes changing from one mood to the next in a single conversation. She writes of childhood memories, showing her mother’s troubling behavior, which mystified her until she discovered a name for it, putting it in the context of borderline personality disorder. The diagnosis, the wrestling with her history, and the very writing of that history have provided, if not healing, at least comfort and acceptance.
