Well, @celestialflame the thing is that it’s not that simple. We are majorly financially dependent on him, not that my mother doesn’t earn, she does, but she is not the principal earner, someone had to raise the kids you know, ‘cause my alphamale-I-don’t-bother-with-diapers-or-parent-teacher-days father couldn’t be troubled with it. He considers all this beneath him. And he is socially influential, like everyone in the city knows him, it’s like he is this great senior doctor of the city, invited to speak in schools and stuff.. So his name attached to ours is a giant identity label, if we are not his kids, the who are we?. Plus, there is no such thing as social security or child protective services in India, you are on your own. Plus the stigma is HUGE like whoa huge. Super duper intricate socioeconomic maze. And sometimes I feel guilty for hating him, the clothes that I’m wearing, the laptop that I’m typing on, his money got it all. But then my brain says just paying for things doesn’t make a parent. So yes, it’s messed up.