Supposedly a collection of stories revolving around complex mother-daughter relationships. I suppose that's true if complex means that the mothers were sociopaths, abusers, addicts, neglectful, suffering from mental illness, unloving, and/or warped human beings. This book was mentally and emotionally exhausting. One thing that stood out was how these women were able to write about their mothers so impassively, as though viewing their horrifying upbringings as mere "episodes" or even quirks. While my own mother isn't my best friend, nor does she want to be, we have a relationship that is utterly lacking in drama, misunderstanding, accusation, blame, loathing, resentment, etc. and for that alone I thank my lucky stars. These stories were challenging to read and after I finally put the book down I realized how disappointed I was that there was an utter lack of redemption for the mothers or daughters that were telling their stories.