That’s not necessarily true.
My mother definitely did have some issues in her home.
My dad’s parents were about as perfect as they come. And his parents’ parents were also pretty great. Yet in my dad’s case it didn’t pass over into his relationships with his children. His brother, my uncle, also had issues with his child, although I’m not sure he was the one to blame there.
My father didn’t beat us or do drugs. He was always very profitably employed and he and my mother are still together. But out of the three children, two of us have been very conflicted in our adult relationships with them. Both my brother and I have stopped speaking to them for many years at a time and both of us have mentioned “abuse.” I can’t speak for my brother’s experience but mine was of pretty heavy emotional abuse from both of them, more strongly from my mother. The physical abuse was rare but not totally absent.
The third child was born after a gap of 5 years. He’s in lockstep with my parents and shares their reactionary political beliefs and their Christian religious beliefs. He thinks they were GREAT parents. Maybe to him, they were.
I now realize that although my father came from this healthy family background, he was more influenced by my mother over time and chose to take the easy way out by mirroring her destructive parenting style. I’ve also observed that the military changes some men for the worst. Some men stop questioning, become hung up on obedience and loyalty to an extreme extent and allow the belligerent side of their personality greater play in their relationships. Both my Dad and younger brother were in the military and they share certain traits. I love my younger brother but he drives me nuts and we fight like wolverines if we’re together for very long.it wasn’t like that for us at all until he went into the Army.
As a child, I identified much more strongly with my Dad than with my mother. He was the reader who filled our house with books. He was the one who loved classical music and took an active interest in the world around him. All this he got from his parents and the way he was raised. However my desire to be like him and align myself with him was not exactly embraced. As the girl was supposed to be like my mother. My dad very much did and does want the attention of his sons.
I have adjusted by identifying with my father’s family instead. This is a bit weird because they are all dead. I was lucky enough to know my grandparents and uncle pretty well. I have boxes of letters from them and 100s of pictures. It’s more than enough to reconstruct their lives in my mind, at least the general picture. I also live close to their graves and can visit them.
Anyways my point— other than getting all this off my chest — is that parents aren’t always influenced by their parents to either be better or worse at the parenting job. Sometimes they make their own choices. In my dad’s case, it was easier to be worse to us than his parents were to him.
I’ve asked my dad again and again about his parents, expecting that one time or another he’ll remember something bad about them. No, he had wonderful parents. So why didn’t that happen for us?
And with three kids, my parents have one grandchild. He has challenges and will certainly never have children of his own.