Why My Daughter Fears Her Father

Summary

Before she turned four, my daughter was a total daddy’s girl.

Every evening when he walked through the front door from work, she would launch herself at him like a little torpedo, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck and refusing to let go.

But I have no idea when it started. My daughter completely changed.

She stopped letting him hold her. She refused to hold his hand. Eventually, if he even walked near her, she would scream and hide behind my legs.

I brushed it off as a difficult developmental phase. That was until I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.