I bought this book when told of all the familiar places the author referenced in her memoir. I grew up in Pacifica, and lived for many years in Moss Beach, so figured it would be fun to check it out. Once I read the first chapter, I realized that those places weren’t the only thing that was familiar. I could identify with some of Lauren’s accounts of her childhood traumas and family dysfunction, though, to quote Leo Tolstoy, "All happy families are alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." I never had the courage to write about my own story - who wants to live through that, again? - but somehow Lauren found the courage, and perhaps the need to share her account, to help herself and others.
Some of the incidents with Lauren's father and stepfather - interchangeable for the reader, as they both share similar traits, smells (cigarettes, alcohol) and ways of speaking - read like grittier scenes from the film: “Paper Moon”. Lauren's mother is emotionally absent, except for periodic rages. She is verbally and physically abusive, so is not a protector; in fact, her mother continues to put her children in harm's way. Once the author was finally on her own, her behavior and choices in her young adult life reflected those formative experiences (as it would with anyone). Eventually, through a triggering event, Lauren finds her way to healing and forgiveness. In spite of the painful theme of this story, Lauren's "Sh!thouse" was an enjoyable read, with vivid and often novel detail in her descriptions. These to me are the hallmark of a gifted storyteller. This memoir could also be helpful for those who need to know that there is hope after getting a less than ideal start in life.