I had a really unhappy childhood. We were materially comfortable but my parents had nasty tempers and for most of the time were caustic, sarcastic and irritable, not hesitating to humiliate in public.
I think in a perverse sort of way they did love us but didn’t really understand children or teens very well.
Because of the above I’ve never had enough confidence to pursue a relationship and am still single. I’d love a child, though.
Is it wrong to have a child to give them what you couldn’t experience? What are the ‘right’ motives to have a child?