Waga Hahanaru Ankoku

The memoir jumps through time and memory in a way that feels both chaotic and intentional. I wonder what led to the choice of this non-linear storytelling.

His raw honesty about grief and violence made me reflect on how much we carry internally. Was that discomfort part of the point?

He seems to confront his history head-on, but I'm curious whether this was a therapeutic process or a way to understand the darkness around him.