|   The freeing of an individual, as 
              he grows up, from the authority of his parents is one of the most 
              necessary though one of the most painful results brought about by 
              the course of his development. It is quite essential that this liberation 
              should occur and it may be presumed that it has been to some extent 
              achieved by everyone who has reached a normal state. Indeed, the 
              whole progress of society rests upon the opposition between successive 
              generations. On the other hand, there is a class of neurotics whose 
              condition is recognizably determined by their having failed in this 
              task. 
            For a small child his parents are at first the only authority and 
              the source of all belief. The child’s most intense and most 
              momentous wish during these early years is to be like his parents 
              (that is, the parent of his own sex) and to be big like his father 
              and mother. But as intellectual growth increases, the child cannot 
              help discovering by degrees the category to which his parents belong. 
              He gets to know other parents and compares them with his own, and 
              so comes to doubt the incomparable and unique quality which has 
              he attributed to them. . . . 
            There are only too many occasions on which a child is slighted, 
              or at least feels he has been slighted, on which he feels he is 
              not receiving the whole of his parents’ love, and, most of 
              all, on which he feels regrets at having to share it with his brothers 
              and sisters. His sense that his own affection is not being fully 
              reciprocated then finds a vent in the idea, which is often consciously 
              recollected from early childhood, of being a step-child or an adopted 
              child. . . . 
            The latter stage in the development of the neurotic’s estrangement 
              from his parents, begun in this manner, might be described as “the 
              neurotic's family romance.” It is seldom remembered consciously 
              but can almost always be revealed by psycho-analysis. For a quite 
              specific form of imaginative activity is one of the essential characteristics 
              of neurotics and also of all comparatively highly gifted people. 
              This activity emerges first in children’s play, and then, 
              starting roughly from the period before puberty, takes over the 
              topic of family relations. A characteristic example of this particular 
              kind of phantasy is to be seen in the familiar day-dreams which 
              persist far beyond puberty. . . . 
            At about the period I have mentioned, then, the child’s imagination 
              becomes engaged in the task of getting free from the parents of 
              whom he now has such a low opinion and of replacing them by others, 
              occupying, as a rule, a higher social station. . . . 
            If anyone is inclined to turn away in horror from this depravity 
              of the childish heart or feels tempted, indeed, to dispute the possibility 
              of such things, he should observe that these works of fiction, which 
              seem so full of hostility, are none of them really so badly intended, 
              and that they still preserve, under a slight disguise, the child’s 
              original affection for his parents. The faithlessness and ingratitude 
              are only apparent. . . . 
            Indeed the whole effort at replacing the real father by a superior 
              one is only an expression of the child’s longing for the happy, 
              vanished days when his father seemed to him the noblest and strongest 
              of men and mother the dearest and loveliest of women. He is turning 
              away from the father whom he knows to-day to the father in whom 
              he believed in the earlier years of his childhood; and his phantasy 
              is no more than the expression of a regret that those happy days 
              have gone. . . . 
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