Showering

I'm three perhaps four years old. I'm in the shower with my dad. He wants me to wash my own hair. I won't. I don't want to, don't think I can. I know I'm in trouble, I remember the taste of the bar of soap he put in my mouth.

I don't know why I was still in the shower with him at this age. Looking back it seems very strange to me but I don't remember feeling uncomfortable at the time. Just angry that I had to wash my own hair.