This is one of the reasons I never had children. This scenario terrifies me more than just about anything in the world.
My wife & I didn’t have children. We’re past 60. No regrets.
She’s a saint & I love her. Her brother finally left behind his drug dealing but he’s as broke as the Ten Commandments. His new wife keeps him straight. Same set of parents, vastly different outcomes.
It’s a crapshoot whether one brings forth a monster into this world. Just my humble opinion.