The Apology, by Eve Ensler.
This is one of my favorites, albeit so hard to get through. I cannot image what is required to approach the creation of this book from a place of empathy, compassion, and forgiveness and to offer explanations for what prompted the abuse instead of hoping with all of one’s might that the abuser will simply suffer (read: die a terrible, painful death). The author was so creative even in the construction of this book and was able to use so much of her imagination to paint a structure and create a narrative that allowed the reader to immediately empathize with the abuser (a remarkable feat on its own). So much care went into this account. I am so grateful that of all the things her father stole from her, her ability to write, feel, and give were not one of them.