This memoir is really more of a series of grueling anecdotes from a tortured preadolescence & early adolescence. They are the sorts of stories that bring back all the worst parts of being a kid, stories that made my skin crawl. Some of them were almost funny, in a horrifying fashion. Feig's a pretty good writer, a master of self-deprecation, and one of those people who remembers all the things one does well to forget about being a kid.