I think, at the least, and perhaps the most, we do owe gratitude to our parents for our being alive.
However thoughtful or thoughtless our conception might have been, it seems to me that we do indeed owe this debt of gratitude, no matter how good or not good their parenting circumstances or skills might have been after our birth. My existence is important to me, and Iâ€™m glad it happened, however pleasant or unpleasant my family experiences became after I was created.
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As long as we acknowledge that there are limits to that gratitude. I’m grateful for my existence, too, but also aware of how difficult my parents made it for me.