Half of you is half of the kid. And half of the other. Before this you met and decided. Then there was the kid and both of you split from yourselves. Leaving the kid with one of you. Now you touch off at the mouth and tell the kid how the other is. And if it’s bad then you’ve insulted the kid because the kids is half of both. Well done. Dad. Mom. It’s nice that your selfish intuition lead you to the point of ruining your child’s mind. The mirror looks blankly at the ones without self reflection.
mtaggartwriter 