I followed the link to the review, reading parts of it and skimming the rest, but I could not find its author. Did you write it? It's quite interesting.
Given the unreliability of human memory, I believe most memoirs should be labeled "based on [or] inspired by real events" and filed somewhere between fiction and creative nonfiction. We tell our stories--first to ourselves and then to others--in creative ways, and the way we want our life to be perceived can never be excised from the account.
Nin wrote erotica. She mined her own experience. She shocked the world of her time. And she told a kind of truth. Leave it at that.