both my parents have a pd my father wished i'd not been born, my mother was so wrapped up in herself she wasn't available to anyones needs but her own.he was a bully who picked on me , beneath my fear and hatred of him, i so wished for him to love me, i didn't realise this till i was in my 30's my life has been an uphill battle, struggling with depression, low self esteem, anti social behaviour ,choosing destructive relationships.even though i have done lots of healing on myself ,i still struggle with living ,i put my struggles firmly at both my parents feet, i don't see myself as a victim, but as a survivor ,my quest for self acceptance and healing goes on