I have always wanted kids, and deep down I still do (probably more for selfish reasons than anything else though i.e. not wanting to be alone, wanting to leave some sort of legacy behind when I die otherwise it'll be like I was never here, if - God willing - I actually do meet and fall in love with somebody one day it'd be lovely if there was a person around that was part of myself and part of him etc. etc.). But truth be told, I see the silly mistakes my friends and family are making with their children and the ridiculously terrible mistakes my own parents made and it makes me think I really shouldn't have children. That would be the fair and sensible thing to do. But most of all, what sort of a mother would I be? I suffer from depression and even if I do improve, I probably always will suffer from depression on some level. Is it fair to bring a child into the world who will have to deal with this? Me going into a hole every few months and not being able to parent properly. Isn't it true that a miserable parent makes for a miserable child. It did in my case. What does everybody else think?