I found this while digging through my library earlier this week; it was checked out like blazes the first year it was published, but none since then. Since I have a weird soft spot for neglected library books, I snagged it to read over the weekend. I love memoirs about unusual childhoods, especially when they’re funny!
“I’m Perfect, You’re Doomed “is the story of Kyria Abrahams’s coming-of-age as a Jehovah’s Witness — a doorbell-ringing “Pioneer of the Lord.” Her childhood was haunted by the knowledge that her neighbors and schoolmates were doomed to die in an imminent fiery apocalypse; that Smurfs were evil; that just about anything you could buy at a yard sale was infested by demons; and that Ouija boards — even if they were manufactured by Parker Brothers — were portals to hell. Never mind how popular you are when you hand out the Watchtower instead of candy at Halloween. When Abrahams turned eighteen, things got even stranger. That’s when she found herself married to a man she didn’t love, with adultery her only way out. “Disfellowshipped” and exiled from the only world she’d ever known, Abrahams realized that the only people who could save her were the very sinners she had prayed would be smitten by God’s wrath.
Raucously funny, deeply unsettling, and written with scorching wit and deep compassion, “I’m Perfect, You’re Doomed” explores the ironic absurdity of growing up believing that nothing matters because everything’s about to be destroyed.
What are you reading this weekend?