CW: Suicide ideation, suicide attempt, murder, foul language, violence of all natures.

I needed to take some time to discuss what I just read. I don't think what I want to write will due this book justice. I think the book speaks for itself. I love and enjoy reading memoirs. To unpack a person's story and how they have come to be and to see it unfold on paper is a beautiful thing. I guess that's because I am a therapist and I help people unpack their lives for a living. This story touched me in ways that I don't think that I have realized yet. 

The author took her time with allowing us to view a snapshot of her life. Although this was a detailed graphic memoir and seems like a play by play, I can't help but notice that there are pieces of this story that is missing. That is for the author and not for us. While reading this book I felt every emotion I think you can feel while reading. 

Love because I would want parents that made me feel safe and encouraged my free thinking in a way that her parents did for her. Anger because the guardians, the extremists, the nuns, and the shitty boyfriends were operating on pure selfishness and not facts AND they caused so much harm that will be felt for generations to come. Admiration because Marjane had some of the best come backs that I ever read for people trying her. You go girl! Even as a tiny tot she had a lot to say and filled up a room with her presence, gumption, and humor. Guilt because of the privileges that I hold and the decisions that she made that caused her to feel guilt and shame when she was around her family. Which is a feeling that I definitely have felt. Most of all, proud, I felt proud and honored that a book like this exists. 

I hope for years to come that I never forget those who fought in the revolution, who has died during the revolution, and who continues to fight. Thank you Marjane, thank you.