Chapter 6: Daddy’s Little Girl

Whenever things became this way, I was overcome with the overwhelming urge to peel off my skin, little by little, piece by piece.

For whenever my spirit depleted, whenever I yearned for a deeper change…

I found myself aching to change that which was external, or not so easily malleable.

Looking up at my father, I half-expected him to grab me from where I lay on the floor in my room.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he ...