4.0

This book is unnervingly representative of some of my own personal struggles, however, Mr. Vonnegut is a brilliant writer (I suppose that runs in the family) and condensed a hard, complicated life into a beautiful, succinct reality. Growing up with Kurt Vonnegut as your father is much like growing up with any other father. Ups, downs, admirations, disappointments. It just so happens that, among other typical family dysfunctions, heavy genetic mental illness stamped the lives of everyone involved.

It is important to keep in mind that ‘stamped’ is subjective. It can be good, it can be bad, it can be grey. We are all stamped by something- some form of unwellness. It’s one beauty among many in this crazy ride that we call life. Breathe it in, let it settle, and feel assured that one more piece of who you are has fallen more or less neatly into place.

Beautiful.