THEY F**K YOU UP, YOUR MUM AND DAD

 

…They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.”After my last post, I felt it was an obvious opening to quote a bit of Larkin. I recommended this poem to a friend’s daughter, who was just turning 18 and preparing to leave for University. I remember how I felt at that age, so full of idealism and opinions, believing I was immortal. But we are all the product of our upbringing, in ways that will stay with us forever.

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