What does it say about me that I was way more invested in learning about the dad's failed novelist career than the intended focal narrative about the kid sister's journey of self-discovery?

I know this game is considered a landmark in terms of environmental storytelling, slowly revealing the different plotlines through contextual clues. I'm willing to respect that, even though I wasn't entirely into the stories at play. I do think it's a bit convenient of a setup, how all the junk you're supposed to find is laid out in a roughly chronological order, and how none of the family members found each other's deeply-rooted secrets until Katie came along and found the house a wreck. Clearly things aren't really resolved by the end of the game, either, and there's gonna be a lot of unhappy campers in a day or two.

I guess it's all right, but I'm more interested in this game as a proof of concept than as its own narrative. Still, I know that this game means a lot to a lot of people, so I'm willing to acknowledge that this just wasn't for me.