I wish they knew, every bit of their distress is upsetting me

I wish they knew how lost I am when they are so imbalanced with their life

It's ironic, how us kids grow up and realize childhood is indeed the ideal case of living with parents...when roles are as they are supposed be...when your ego is small and accept mistakes and listen to lessons and prepared for punishment otherwise...

How disspointing it is when you grow up and realize those whom you conceived of them the most, are not the example...no more an idol...when you are old enough... not so thoughtful as you might have conceived of them and yet they try to be involved in every single venue in your life...

when they add nothing to your value but make you loose confidence

when they have nothing to say but drain you with what they don't have to say

and how oblivious they are to your growth, to your needs...when they shoot you on the leg and encourage you to race , and when you win they take credit for the success....How ignorant ....not so fare....not so fare

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I think I now know what is the purpose of my life, well atleast one of them

to be a better parent for my child, to be more selfless and detached