I’m not sure whether it’s more appropriate to laugh or cry…*this* is why my biggest goal with my daughter is to hand her as little baggage as possible.

They fuck you up, your mum and dad,
They may not meant to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern,
And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man,
It deepens like a coastal shelf;
Get out as early as you can
And don’t have any kids yourself.

~ Phillip Larkin

From Trick-cycling For Beginners. (Thanks to Shrinkette for the link to this blog!)