it seems tangentially related to my lesbian relationship with lonliness but that assessment undercuts its own individual choices as a work and the kind of autobiography it is. To me rather than kabas wish to atleast portray herself in drawing as an idealistic version of herself in this very its simply the lens you paint over familial abuse with especially with alchoholism where the 'abuse' part isnt immediately visible if its not the stereotypical violent kind of abuse. But anyway, back on topic as an autobiography and as a piece of narrative text its more of the former, the lessons it embodies are essentially longknown therapy speak yet it reinofrces them through delivery FANTASTICALLY. Something just as simple as "a child is powerless in the face of an adults plight that they do not understand" and "you normalise the abuse you undergo to yourself if you dont have a concept of life outside it". honestly with very timeskip as the author aged i felt myself kind of recoiling because the abuse haunts her well into her 40s, yet again exentuating the already well known "morals" it has to offer. Autobiographies dont need to justify themselves with a point or a touch of "entertainment" to them but the simple act of learning something from the life that someone else has lived is the simplest form of human empathy we all should kind of strive to practice its not about the simillarity of the experience but rather that the visual medium of manga offers us perspective and a kind of unique, felt solidarity if you do happen to be closely tied to the subject matter. Genuinely with all my heart, thank you for this work and thanks for living to write it