Parents who only had kids to satisfy a societal norm. Conscientious, responsible parents who did not enjoy parenthood, and took out their frustration on those kids. They smile about those of their kids who are successful because of course that's a reflection of them.
Would I be better off being born with fetal alcohol syndrome, or addicted to crack? Probably not. I just think it's unfair that my folks had kids when they clearly saw us -- since we were infants-- as usurpers of their.money, time, energy, and freedom.
I wonder what kind of person I'd be, what kind of choices I'd have made if I had been raised to think that some one delighted in my personality and my cuteness and gave affection liberally and indiscriminately. Conversely, even non-affectionate parents who pushed me to think about career possibilities, pushed me to achieve my goals (that they would've helped me articulate), and make a plan, and basically love myself.
I asked my shrink how low-profile/understated women managed to snag these moral, loyal, creative, successful dudes who relish fatherhood and weekends with their wives and children.
"How does one get a guy like Adam Sandler, for instance?" And, my shrink said, "Those are women who were raised to love themselves. And, that is an irresistible quality."
I'm not nutballs about Sandler's most recent works, but I do appreciate his loyalty to a cast of players, his featuring his wife -- then, his wife and kids---in every movie he makes, and his down-to-earth charm, and commitment to humor.
Anyway, I'm not letting myself off vthe hook for failing to invest time and effort into self actualization and looking inward, so to speak, but being made to feel like you're a constant disappointment, about whom your mom, in a journal she kept when I was 2, speculated whether I might be developmentally challenged because I was always kissing and hugging my parents. Also, my mom is of the opinion that children ARE very often the cause of divorce, so that just tells you something. A dad who pulled kids across the room by their hair, cocked his fist and pinned his 13-year-old daughter to the wall by the neck. A dad who went NUCLEAR on a 4-year-old girl, who, at a barbecue tried to conserve the unused milk by mistakenly pouring it into my parents' pool-side margarita mix.
A sexually inappropriate dad about whom, when.we complained to our mom, would say, "Well, at least he likes you.". (Meaning, at least he's an "involved" dad who wants to spend time with his kids).
I realize this is all bush league compared to what others have experienced. All my educational endeavors were paid for. College. Even grad school. Summer theater programs, all the test prep classes I wanted for any standardized test I wanted to take. International travel, exchange programs, tutors, encouragement and support to attend conferences to further our careers..
Is that a góod trade off for someone hurling furniture across the room at a 32-year-old offspring? Throwing keys at a 16-year-old's face, calling her an ungrateful bitch, and telling her she should be on her knees (ostensibly with gratitude).
When I look at pictures of Hilary Rhoda, I sometimes feel pangs of injustice because I feel I'm a few top-of-the-line plastic-surgery procedures (of which she herself has had the benefit) from looking like her...and that strikes me as very unfair.
I can't in all sincerity blame my professional and romantic failures on any external factors. I really don't think I wanted it enough to exhibit that kind of discipline. Sometimes I bemoan the fact that I wasn't an only-child.
But, I do find it unfair that parents who admittedly didn't delight in childrearing chose to have three kids.
Sorry to go on and on. My dad just today dressed me down before work and yelled at me the same way he did when I was in elementary school. But, yet out the other side of his mouth pays for shrinks for me to deal.
I'm sorry. Maybe.im lucky to have had status-obsessed, educated parents with resources, but my shrink is always telling me, "Imagine how different your interactions with people would be if you were raised thinking that you were loved irrespective of achievement."