premise: It 's very true that when a girl is not obviously loved by her father , she will seek that love somewhere else . Anywhere else . Even in the darkroom in her high school photography class with a guy who complimented her breasts . Yes , I was a wicked and wild child . I did things that would make my mothers hair curl . I just wanted someone to want me . How was my relationship with my father when I was young ?
hypothesis: It was n't obviously bad , but it was n't the best .