There are limits to just how sympathetic one can be, I'm afraid. You achieve adulthood the day you stop blaming your parents for your life imo. I've no time for middle-aged crybabies still whining about how it's all mummy and daddy's fault.
Right. Only natural though, if you didn't have the notion of responsibility to, and for, others built in as a cornerstone of your own existence.
The child is the father to the man, as the chap said.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."