As a parent, my greatest fear is that my kids will end up just like me. I’m happy they look somewhat similar, if only they can avoid behaving so. I’m a mess of fear and insecurity and weakness, pride and condescension and callousness, laziness and carelessness and shallowness. I don’t want my daughter to see me argue with my wife and think it’s normal or hear me complain and think it’s fine. I don’t want her to think that, because I lack ambition, she shouldn’t strive for more or that, because I am quiet and reclusive, she should not speak up and reach out. I want her to be better than I am, but how can I teach what I don’t know?