Parents, if anyone, pass along to their children values and morals that will shape their lives.
Let's say, for example if a family is poor, should they have children? I'm not saying they shouldn't be allowed to have them, I'm questioning whether or not it is in the best interest of said children to be introduced into this world.
If the parents can barely afford to support themselves and they bring a kid into the world, what kind of impact will that have? The child will grow up with an untold amount of difficulties. He'll feel jealous attending school with children who have "more", he'll struggle when he hits the end of High School and College may just be a pipe dream.
And let's not forget about alcoholism and drug abuse running through families. It's not morally permissable for a heroine addict or alcoholic to have a child until they've conquered their problem. A child will always learn what he/she sees. Statistically if a child sees and learns nothing but abuse (whether it be emotional or physical), that is all they will know and it will continue with them.
Once again, I may be making a topic that has some validaty in theory, but if I apply myself to said theory - things become abit warped. My father was an abusive man. Emotionally abusive. He never struck us, but never once told us he was proud of us or that he loved us. He himself was a sensitive man entangled within his own emotions and whenever he was hurt, he didn't know how to express it. He would either internalize or he would lash out. More often, he held it in and that was the worse of the two options. Today he's pretty much dead. He's been stuck in the same dead-end job for 14 years and pretty much doesn't acknowledge his children exist.
I didn't know it at the time, but my parent's divorce greatly impacted me. I struggled desperately to keep alive a relationship that I clearly knew wasn't right for me. I was blinded by how unaware I was of my psyche. Deep down, I was trying everything to not be like them - I wanted my relationship to work.
As much as I hate to admit it, I'm becoming more like them every day. I don't know how to express my emotions. While I have done everything in my power to break from the constraints of what held my parent's down (money and emotional stability) I find myself failing. I started life with alot of potential and while I have realized a great deal of it, I find myself riddled with many of their troubles. I still don't know how I'm going to pay for next semester's tution at school and I'm still convinced the world is cruel, cold, heartless and that literally no one out there could find it in themselves to love me.
I find myself lying, repeatedly. I lie to cover up my past, to hide my family and most importantly, to hide how I'm feeling. This is what I learned from my parents, that I should be ashamed of my life.
I actually found myself asking today, "Why was I made?". Why would my parents create me in such a shitty environment? Why would any parent have a child unless they knew they could raise them in the loving, nurturing place they needed to be raised in? I realize NO environment is going to be a utopia, but there need to be SOME elements present and financial security and emotional stability seem to be at the top of the list.
Let's say, for example if a family is poor, should they have children? I'm not saying they shouldn't be allowed to have them, I'm questioning whether or not it is in the best interest of said children to be introduced into this world.
If the parents can barely afford to support themselves and they bring a kid into the world, what kind of impact will that have? The child will grow up with an untold amount of difficulties. He'll feel jealous attending school with children who have "more", he'll struggle when he hits the end of High School and College may just be a pipe dream.
And let's not forget about alcoholism and drug abuse running through families. It's not morally permissable for a heroine addict or alcoholic to have a child until they've conquered their problem. A child will always learn what he/she sees. Statistically if a child sees and learns nothing but abuse (whether it be emotional or physical), that is all they will know and it will continue with them.
Once again, I may be making a topic that has some validaty in theory, but if I apply myself to said theory - things become abit warped. My father was an abusive man. Emotionally abusive. He never struck us, but never once told us he was proud of us or that he loved us. He himself was a sensitive man entangled within his own emotions and whenever he was hurt, he didn't know how to express it. He would either internalize or he would lash out. More often, he held it in and that was the worse of the two options. Today he's pretty much dead. He's been stuck in the same dead-end job for 14 years and pretty much doesn't acknowledge his children exist.
I didn't know it at the time, but my parent's divorce greatly impacted me. I struggled desperately to keep alive a relationship that I clearly knew wasn't right for me. I was blinded by how unaware I was of my psyche. Deep down, I was trying everything to not be like them - I wanted my relationship to work.
As much as I hate to admit it, I'm becoming more like them every day. I don't know how to express my emotions. While I have done everything in my power to break from the constraints of what held my parent's down (money and emotional stability) I find myself failing. I started life with alot of potential and while I have realized a great deal of it, I find myself riddled with many of their troubles. I still don't know how I'm going to pay for next semester's tution at school and I'm still convinced the world is cruel, cold, heartless and that literally no one out there could find it in themselves to love me.
I find myself lying, repeatedly. I lie to cover up my past, to hide my family and most importantly, to hide how I'm feeling. This is what I learned from my parents, that I should be ashamed of my life.
I actually found myself asking today, "Why was I made?". Why would my parents create me in such a shitty environment? Why would any parent have a child unless they knew they could raise them in the loving, nurturing place they needed to be raised in? I realize NO environment is going to be a utopia, but there need to be SOME elements present and financial security and emotional stability seem to be at the top of the list.
