This is quite true--and it comes from insecure parents who tend to love popular, high-status things and people. It's not personal but feels life-threatening. I feel a strong attachment to the early years before I began to get scolded for my best traits and before I was discouraged from pursuing creative work. I have a thread that holds me to it, and strengthens with creative work, yet I don't know if I was loved or not. It can be hard to admit, because we always want to protect our parents.