I know barely anything about mine.
never met my father, and when I have asked about him I'm usually told to shut up about it or it's not important

once I was told that I probably don't want to meet him (however it's still a sort of lifelong goal to track him down), almost like a longing- a need to know who he is.

the only thing I do know about fathers is that me and my sister have diffrent fathers- and I have met my sister's father, very abusive man, who does not want any involvement in her life.

all I know about my mother is that she grew up living above a shop.

her mother worked in the shop, I think and often she went down their to help out

I seem to remember bits of it, small space with stairs leading upwards (which i'm guessing led to the living space)