Love Children Unconditionally

Can We Really Love Our Children Unconditionally?

It was foolish to think that taking up the piano at the same time as my own children would be emotionally uncomplicated. Or perhaps the complication was exactly why I sought it out. Freud called it “repetition compulsion.” While claiming we want a drama-free life, we instead end up hunting down our most torturous patterns over and over, like heat-seeking missiles.

это заставляет вспомнить Ницше про typical experience. еще там про Англию познавательно:

She was American by birth, and after marrying my university professor father and moving to London, she spent a decade working to be accepted into the snippy, fraught world of British intellectual society. This was a culture full of invisible class-markers, of snubs and tripwires and baited traps.

ну и Фромма она вспоминает к месту.