Ashley Judd’s memoir is actually two books in one; a memoir of her highly dysfunctional childhood growing up as a Judd (but not at all part of her mother and sister’s singer duo), and walking away from her TV and acting career to travel the world as an ambassador for PSI and NGO. Personally, I was much more interested in the latter than the former.
I read a couple of reviews that say this book has a lot of clichés and is (over) emotional however, Judd longs to bring a voice to the voiceless and she successfully and eloquently does just this. She has made a multitude of trips around the world, some as long as one month at a time to visit woman and children who have been made sex slaves (some as young as 8 years old) and when she is not traveling she spends substantial time lobbing in congress to do whatever is necessary to put an end to human trafficking.
In one snarky review I read, she was criticized for having to call her Yogi Master in Hollywood during her trip to Cambodia, and I thought so-damn-what? She is a world away, without her husband, has left her career behind, and is spending months upon months with HIV positive, abused and hollowed eyed victims, most of whom have been locked away in a filthy bug & rodent infested room, have not seen the light of day in years, to provide over 12 sex acts a day to men who are old enough to be their grandfather. It is most likely these women will be dead by 20. And we’re going to criticize her for calling home for emotional support?
I am thankful I read this book because although I was aware of sex trafficking, I have learned a boatload of information and knowledge and have bear-witnessed to the atrocities woman across the globe are facing.

*PSI is a leading global health organization with programs targeting malaria, child survival, HIV and reproductive health.