Since we all have this experience, and since it has been going on for a very long time, clearly some kind of adaptation, some adjustment of the psyche must occur to deal with such fear. The filicidal experience forces us to limit our virtually infinite mental potential to such an extent that it has to be seen as a kind of killing. Then book then became a review of evidence in our oldest and biggest myths that such is in fact the case. But you went back, to you father. My parents loved me.
Parents do love their children.
I repeatedly emphasize that we are talking about unconscious acts carried out with the best of intentions . Yes, I went back, and my father and I were civil to each other. But we never brought up the subject of my childhood again. They often react with an anger which surprises even themselves. Like that early editorial reader.