It was like Jules Feiffer’s cartoon of the man who says, “I grew up to have my father’s looks, my father’s speech patterns, my father’s posture, my father’s opinions, and my mother’s contempt for my father.” It was all in there.

We see ourselves first through the eyes of our parents, in the reflections we get from them. It’s as if they hold up a mirror for us, and we see our own face in that mirror. If the mirror is clear, we see ourselves clearly. If the mirror is distorted, we see a distorted reflection of our self.