Thank you for these chapters from the memoir, and the new piece you did at my suggestion. The new work is carefully written, evocative, and balanced between your personal pain -- at your mother's slap -- and the humiliation of it, but also the weaving in of Iyanla's wisdom at the end. This turns it into a teaching story. I recommend incorporating quotes and inspirations from others with your story this way; it only broadens and deepens the work. In the chapters, you describe your father's sexual violations with unnerving -- and relatable -- clarity. "My father used to sit me on his lap and tell me he was teaching me to feel good about my body. Then he’d fondle my budding breasts through my t-shirt." It's hard to know what's more revolting, the fondling or his explanation of it (your father not wanting you to be uptight like your mother!). Emotionally, the reader is aware of the perverse ambivalence and ambiguity of incest, where the perpetrator is someone the survivor loves ("Wait. In my heart I know also that he loved me very deeply, maybe too much"). No, the reader thinks, that isn't true, yet it's poignant to hear you telling yourself this story -- which is nonetheless real for you. Your mother's cruelty is breathtaking; and when father explains why this happened -- to make a better atmosphere for your brother and him -- the reader cringes. As for the itching attack in the sleeping bag, that could be an opportunity for humor in the memoir; black humor, but any kind will do! Very good work here.
Have a great week,