My dad would do horrible things to me, but I was so desperate for his affection and his approval that I would keep coming back. — Bart Millard Copy Share Image
“It’s like my entire conscious state has been reduced to this toxic blend of hope and uncertainty. I hate that I have to act cool and almost pretend I don’t like him when in fact I do, because, God forbid,… — Daria Snadowsky Copy Share Image
