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  "description": "A compelling, empathetic and flawed read. It certainly draws you in, but much of the detail of the author’s experience(s) with her mother is surface level. You know there’s more there, you can feel it, but it’s left unsaid. It’s a pattern that repeats itself throughout that book. What is fair to say is that the guarded nature of the narrative is justified given the spotlight on the family and the nature of the abuse. I’ve never understood family blogs or vlogs — the folks that make them or the voyeurism on the other end of that relationship. It’s peculiar. There’s a clear need for attention on the part of those that start those projects. Ruby certainly craved it. Narcissists need attention and her daughter describes her as such. But that approach to social media and broadcasting often reduces the subjects to props. Let kids be kids, right? An overbearing, narcissistic mother, a subservient father, a manipulative councilor, an abusive older man, a church that offers little guidance and no help. The author ends up free of all but the last (well, her dad appears to turn the corner). Hopefully she’s doing well.",
  "path": "/reading/books/9781668065396/the-house-of-my-mother",
  "publishedAt": "2025-07-12T00:00:00Z",
  "site": "at://did:plc:sttgf52vkk46f6yuknvqxvgh/site.standard.publication/self",
  "tags": [
    "autobiography",
    "nonfiction",
    "true crime"
  ],
  "title": "The House of My Mother"
}