Boundaryless Dad, Online Plea, Family’s Remorse

Summary

I had a happy childhood, loved and spoiled by my parents. My only problem was my dad. He still treated me like a little girl, with no sense of personal boundaries.

I finally couldn't take it anymore. “Dad,” I said one day, “can you please knock before you come in next time?”

He agreed, but nothing changed.

I told my mom how uncomfortable it made me feel.

She just laughed. “Your father adores you, Lily. He’s held you in the palm of his hand since you were a baby. He saw you crawling around naked in your crib. What hasn’t he seen?”

A lump formed in my throat. “But I’m not a baby anymore.”