I've read 6/8 of his memoirs, not in any specific order. Running With Scissors may be my least favourite, perhaps because it makes me uncomfortable, perhaps because the narrator comes across as narcissistic (a trait that is common but not necessary in many memoirs I have read), and perhaps because in parts I just felt that even though this is someone writing about their reality, it still felt as if they were trying too hard.
Edit: I was about to post something else but I'll wait and see if anyone responds first.
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