I am an only child, and so is my son. And we are not weirdos | Polly Hudson

Selfish, lonely, maladjusted – the prejudices against only children persist, as well as of their parents for just having one child. But we are an army on the rise Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me ... must be a saying thought up by somebody…

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