Not at first. That's the "beauty" of it. Is sure as hell matters when you split up.
I mean think about it. It's like the vicious cercle of going to a good school: you need to have been to a good college. In order to do that, you need to have been to a good highschool. In order to do that you need to have been to a good school. Where are all good schools? In rich people's neighbourhoods.
Money may be blamed and but a certain level of education, parents that get involved in a child's development, all that needs a certain material situation.
And then you have the saying "each person does what they saw in their own home". Like the actual situation of splitting up isn't enough... I hate it. Getting other people involved and everything. I hate my being involved in it, I hate my mom's turning to me like I were God to do or undo everything, even now, when I'm more than 2000 km away!
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