“I also began to realize that while I looked like I had it all together on the surface, I felt deeply unlovable. Somewhere, hidden inside me, I had maintained a fantasy that I had a loving father who was staying away from me—who was rejecting me—because I wasn’t good enough. Now I knew the truth. It wasn’t me that was unlovable. It wasn’t me that was screwed up, although I knew I had problems. It was him.”