This was an intense read, but it was always going to be. This is one of those cases that has stuck with me. As news of the "Cleveland Three" broke, I was in the midst of a career change. I was applying to a program that would get me my degree in Crime Analysis, and I wanted this because I wanted so badly to work on missing persons cases. This case steeled me and gave me drive, even in the midst of a horrible bout of depression at the time of my career change. Someday I hope to use my analytic skills on some of the cold cases mentioned in the epilogue.
Lots a lot of personal blathering, I know. It's hard for me to be dispassionate about this. I'm around the same age as these women. I have watched the tv shows they mentioned, was listening to the music they liked before and during captivity, and reacted to the news events they say they watched on tv. The decade between your teens and later twenties is a crazy busy time, and a lot of the time it sucks for most people I know. But you can't overestimate the importance of choice and free will. Both in terms of major life events, and in small details. Getting to cook what you want. Listening to music, or not listening to music. Choosing when to go to the store. Choosing to go outside at all. There are very few people who deserve to have choice taken from them. And even in prison, Castro had more choice than his captives. Amanda Berry had to forage for writing surfaces, even from fast food cartons and paper towels. Meanwhile Castro had paper on demand, to write an endless series of complaints.
The power of this book is often in the little details. It's claustrophobic and repetitive but that's a strength. That's what these women had to live with for ten years, and so you can live with it being relayed to you over the course of a few hours. Especially when it's written as well as this book is. No frills, but lots of no nonsense lines that strike a chord, and often make me want to sob. I see so many people judge victims, saying things like "well I would do it this way, why didn't she scream, why did she laugh with him once or twice, why, why, why??" Well, this book throws you right into it. It shows you horrible violence and petty degradations. You live through how the years can erode your ability to fight. It also shows how victims can and will fight back, always, even if its in ways like making sure your daughter has a kindergarten experience. It shows how Amanda and Gina didn't have the same reactions to everything, because there's no right or wrong way to be a victim or survivor. It shows how the victims often antagonized each other and fought amongst themselves, and it portrays this in a stark, non-judgmental way. Because they're human, and humans do fight even in the best of circumstances. But they also found the strength to at least try to reach out to each other, even though this kind of horrifying situation that can erode sympathy. That takes so, so much strength.
I also appreciated the passages about what was going on in the "outside" world. If Castro is one of the most evil humans I've ever heard about, at least this book shows the tireless efforts of the families, the friends who stood by them year in and year out. They represent some of the best of humanity. And, of course, now these women are in the "outside" world too. I wish them nothing but the best.