I love my daughter. The saying "you could put her in your eye and it wouldn't hurt" is so true, and I wholeheartedly agree. At the same time, the more love I pour into her, the more anxious I become. It's a feeling akin to fear that one day, as my daughter grows up, she will no longer accept me as her father. To alleviate this profound anxiety, I feel the need for a ritual: to give my beloved daughter my sperm (I...