My mother and father were never parents. And I know this is going to sound harsh towards myself, but I wish they didn't fornicate that day that. They had their own issues. They separated days after I was born. I think. My grandparents on both side are super all over the place and sounds like communication, no surprise, was a huge issue.
They were caught up in their own worlds that stuff was not really the greatest, my mother married a man that was easy to aggravate and had violent outburst, Didn't mix well with a kid (me) who had ADHD.
I digress. I remember they didn't care about me and my half brothers, and would slap on the last VHS they got at Blockbuster. I remember Donnie Darko on several occasions. Maybe its why I dislike movies. It scared me, and My stepfather would get pissed off and tell me the shut up or smack me. My mother did nothing or was never home. I never had stuffies and plushies so I usually went into my room and just went to bed at 4 in the afternoon.