An emotional memoir that I had to keep reminding myself was not a work of fiction.

This was a quick, easy read because it was written in such a way that it almost felt like reading someone's diary. You know that feeling of uncovering someone's deepest, darkest secrets - you can't stop reading because you simply have to know how it all plays out? That's exactly how I felt reading Wild Game.

I found myself shaking my head in disbelief often or wanting to grab the adults in Adrienne's life and give them a good shake to wake them the hell up - especially her mother, Malabar. What a dysfunctional relationship! I could not believe how manipulative, self-centered and selfish she was. She thought of no one but herself and it was appalling how no one around noticed and were instead so enraptured by her.

Adrienne Brodeur's retelling of her painful youth and how it crippled her decision making and left her damaged was brutally honest. Brodeur's memoir shines a positive light on self love and healing. I applaude Adrienne for finally seeing her mother for what she was and for having the strength to live a more self aware, positive and healthy life.