We lived in a nice looking house but thats about it.
My Dad was a nice man outside the home and very social, many people liked him
but at home he was not involved with his children in any way what so ever other
than living under the same roof.
My Mom had some serious mental illness that was never diagnosed.
She could be nice one minute and flip like a switch, she would get violent
and would often give me beatings with my Dads belt or anything she would grab.
Aside from all the beatings she was not involved in anything I did outside the home.
It effected my whole life from having social anxiety to not having my MI issues
diagnosed and now having no relationship with my siblings at all.
This was a very quick overview but I could go on and on.