In My Skin: A Memoir of AddictionThis is the frank, harrowing, and true story of one young woman’s descent into addiction and prostitution, and the long arduous struggle to reclaim her life. A shy, bookish college graduate, a nice girl from a solid middle-class home but uncertain of her way in life, Kate Holden tried her first hit of heroin as a one-time experiment—an adventure with friends—but the drug took over. Hooked, she lost her job and her apartment, and she stole from her family. Desperation drove her onto the streets, where she became “Lucy,” offering her body for cash to the first car to stop, risking arrest and, worse, the human predators—anything for her next fix. With her name on the police blotter, she eventually left the streets and offered her services to a high-class brothel. There she discovered hidden strengths, as well as parts of herself that frightened her. Throughout, however hurt and dismayed, her family never abandoned her, and their acceptance and unyielding love helped her defeat the drug and leave her netherworld behind. In taut, devastating prose, Kate Holden recounts her journey with an emotional honesty and genuineness that will leave no reader untouched. |
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User Review - cazzoduro - LibraryThingVery well written book about a former heroin addict and prostitute who has turned her life around. Some wonderful insights into the world of commercialized sex and its customers, and of course the ladies in this industry. Read full review
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User Review - questbird - LibraryThingThis book was interesting to me because I was at primary school with the author and have had heroin addiction in my family. No disrespect to the book is intended, but all heroin addiction stories seem ... Read full review
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