I may or may not start rating books. 7/10. A deep dive into the life of asian-american (though born in korea) Michelle Zauner, we get a close look at what life is like when there is a significant generational / cultural gap, and the identity crisis that comes with it. As one myself, reading her memoir makes me reminisce about my life and realize that sometimes good things must come to an end, a realization that most people get when growing up but probably end up forgetting the next day until something reminds them again soon later. She loses her mom, and is deeply filled with distraught and regret. While reading the story it was so difficult for me to stomach because just the thought of losing my own parent was enough to make me really think about the nightmares of regretting if the same scenario happens. I couldn’t bear to lose my mom and no amount of time could possibly ready me for that moment. The raw emotion she feels can be felt by the timing and sporadic writing of events throughout the memoir. It’s jumpy, it’s spontaneous, it’s always changing scene and as soon as you start getting absorbed in one feeling and event you get dragged into the next one. I didn’t find out she was Japanese Breakfast until the end and found that really cool though.