Who Killed My Father

Édouard Louis
‍
“Your back had been mangled by the factory, mangled by the life you were forced to live, by the life that wasn’t yours, that wasn’t yours because you never got to live a life of your own, because you lived on the outskirts of your life”
‍
From the very first sentence to the last, this book´s rawness and pure honesty made me admire the work of Édouard Louis. The straightforward expression of truth, written out of writer´s necessity to understand is the very reason I believe in writing. Every word in this book feels so perfectly placed and speaks powerfully from a place of authenticity. In essence, the book is a long letter from a son to his father—an attempt to understand, to express, and to heal. It mourns the life his father couldn’t live and the one he was forced to endure under the weight of socioeconomic conditions. It’s a reminder that personal struggles are inextricably tied to the societal ones. I highly recommend this book, along with A Woman’s Battles and Transformations by Édouard Louis.