Personally, I don't see myself in the memoir titles Cousins. I can, however, see myself in Growing Up In Therapy. Its fun to know that I am not the only one who has been through a shit ton of therapists because no one was right. It also helps to know that I am not the only one who has left therapy when I probably should not have.
Cousins over tells the story, for sure. They do not show the story by using descriptions, they just...tell. Growing Up in Therapy is well written; I can visualize what the author is showing while she writes.
I feel like both might have been true, but I frankly have no way of knowing.
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