1) I asked my mom why I was missing what my brother had.
2) Three male police officers took all of my clothes off when I was 12 years old.
3) I saw one of my girlfriends sitting on her fathers lap.
When I was fifteen or so I was over at my friend Sarah’s house for dinner. Her and her family ate dinner at the same time every night, weekends included. 6:30pm. It felt like such a bad time to me, the energy of just getting out of school had barely worn off by then. But I attended every so often. This was my third or fourth time at Sarah’s for dinner. After dinner we were going over to a friends house for a bit, and Sarah needed money for gas. She was one year older than me so she was able to drive. After Sarah had many failed attempts begging her mother for gas money, her mom insisted that she, “Go ask her father.” I never had one, so the concept of being able to ask two people was exceptionally strange to me. Sarah walked up to her dad with a pouty smile, and in a baby voice she asked her dad for money. Once she saw she was able to break him she pursued the question even further by sitting on his lap. This made me so uncomfortable at the time that I all but looked away. Because of my inexperience with fatherhood and the physical relationship that a father and daughter have I was nearly disgusted by a 16 year-old girl asking her ‘daddy’ for money while basically flirting with him by sitting on his lap. I, of course, understand this relationship now, but at the time I questioned what was appropriate in that type of relationship. Had my father raised me would I be more open to the idea of physical contact with one? This type of situation still confuses me, and I must admit it still makes me uncomfortable. I have a step-dad that has been in my life since I was a teenager, but we just hug and kiss on the cheek with hellos and goodbyes. I have been surrounded by brothers and male cousins my entire life, and that has had a lot of impact on how I am socially; but I have nev
