itselfyou

My dad’s living with me for some days. It is strange to have him around. I don’t see myself as a person with parents. They are strangers to me. And in many ways I am not their child. (I don’t know how to speak my mother tongue any more, I am absorbed in German/European culture etc.) How can I be a product of those strangers? (I know my neurotic behaviour must be in some ways connecting me to them. Every familiy produces candidates for psychoanalysis.)

last week a lesbian couple asked me what i would say if they’d ask me whether i would like to become a father