What if the word that's supposed to mean safety... is the one that makes you flinch?

For years, you've heard it in prayers, in songs, in sermons: Father. Everyone around you speaks it with ease, with comfort, with longing. But when that word leaves their lips, something inside you tightens. Because the fathers you've known-earthly, flawed, distant-taught you that love comes with conditions. That presence doesn't guarantee safety. That belonging requires perfection.

This is the story you've been afraid to tell.

He Calls Me Daughter is a raw, unflinching memoir that traces one woman's journey from a childhood shaped by emotional distance and unspoken rules, to an adulthood haunted by the belief that she must earn every ounce of love she receives. Larry Fryer doesn't offer you tidy answers or spiritual platitudes. Instead, she walks you through the actual process of healing-the anger that finally speaks, the grief that refuses to be rushed, the slow, uncomfortable work of meeting the girl she left behind.

Inside these pages, you'll discover: