" My grandmother wanted desperately to see me, but Mom wouldn’t let me see her. So my grandmother kept calling my father and pleading with him to bring me to see her. He did. I was very excited about it. I was about 7. I didn’t know it was supposed to be a secret so I told my mom. She was so upset that she wouldn’t let me see my dad for years and wouldn’t let me stay all night at his house till I was about 13. From then on, I never told my mom anything important. Those years I couldn’t see him were horrible for me because visiting my dad was the best thing in my life. With him I was safe from being hurt. Also, he noticed me. He looked at me. He talked to me. He didn’t use me. I became very attached to his wives, trying to bond with someone, I guess. Also, I talked to my dad through them. "

― Anne Katherine , Boundaries: Where You End And I Begin: How To Recognize And Set Healthy Boundaries