Abuse is often the gift that keeps on giving. You are what you know, and you act out what is familiar to you.
I had a counsellor once tell me that it took 5 generations to break the cycle of abuse. Five. Wow, my Lil Pixie doesn't have a chance...
I'd like to think that I have learned so much about
Perhaps this is just the old nature versus nurture question, dressed up in different clothes...
One of my favourite sayings is; when we know better, we do better.
But must we learn from our own mistakes? Can we learn from others, as well?
As a mother I can only hope that I will provide my child with a firm foundation so that she can make good, solid decisions for herself. In the end, that is all any mother can hope for.
On the other side of the coin, is the Moron the result of bad parenting? Is abuse a role that was played in his life that he emulated? And at what point does he take on the responsibilities of his own actions - despite his upbringing?
These are just a few of the things that are rolling around in my head tonight, as I fight sleep - more, sleep fights me!
What are your thoughts on the subject?
DO Morons bear Morons? I would totally love to hear what you feel on all or some of the above...