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BookBrowse.com - Davina
Silverman's memoir explores with unflinching detail how, as an adult, she came to equate sex with love, in a desperate and unconscious attempt to rationalize the fact that the only 'love' that she had ever received from the most important man in her childhood - her own father - was in the form of an incestuous relationship.
In my view, to write a memoir about one's childhood as a victim of incest (as Silverman did in her first book 'Because I remember Terror, Father, I Remember You') is an incredibly brave thing to do, but to write about how that effected her as an adult - leading her to become a sex addict - addicted to the high of dangerous encounters; and how she overcame her addiction, is incredibly courageous.
I strongly recommend this book for anyone interested in learning about addiction. The pattern Silverman describes is similar with addicts of all stripes - whether their addiction be alcohol, drugs, food or whatever.