The life of Celena Ruiz is tempestuous. She braves her father’s abusive, manipulative nature while navigating the unstable relationships she has with the rest of her family: an older brother distancing both physically and mentally; a younger sister becoming more dispirited as time passes; and a mother overcompensating for it all. Everything comes to fruition in a form that compliments the act of remembering: random, short, and scattered. In addition to tonal shifts indicating age, the consistent use of present tense is used for an uncomfortable, disorienting closeness. Through compression the sense of self is represented. It simultaneously challenges the role of the memoir and questions what it means to write about trauma.