I didn’t realize it, but I had lost hope in fathers. Like a wounded animal, I began to expect pain from people. This is one of the tragedies of thinking like an orphan. I was always looking for someone to let me down. No matter what goodness was present, I would not trust it. Trust was something for fake people, those in safe homes on TV shows. The rest of us had to be smart enough to expect the worst. I was “getting wise.” I had become an orphan without knowing it. I lost trust. Without trust, you cannot receive love. Without the ability to receive love, you will wither away. I would have thrown this book across the room if I read the following words before I understood anything differently. But this is the truth: women and men need each other. I would have spit in your face and said, “I don’t need a man.” But just because I have seen many men abuse their gifts doesn’t change the fact that God created men and women each with a unique purpose and benefit to the world around them.
— Lacey Sturm