My father has always worked. Hell, he's working three jobs now to pay for his new batch of kids. When he's not working he's always angry and drinking. He's a borderline alcoholic with anger issues. One time when he got mad at me sticks out the most, I was young and not picking up my toys fast enough and so he grabbed my by the collar of my shirt and hollered at me until I wet myself out of fear which only made it worse. To this day when people grab my shirt collar I freeze up.

My mother is a micromanaging maniac hoarder. We've got bins and tubs full of **** that she doesn't know about. If she tells you to do something you damn well better do it right away or else you're in for a guilt trip like no other. She "borrows" money from family a lot and then "forgets" to repay it. I think she owes me well over $100, but tries to say that buying me lunch now and then has paid it off. She apparently loves being in debt because she's still got credit card debt from before I was born.

They couldn't afford a babysitter for me when I was in kindergarten and first grade so they would pack the house key in my backpack and leave me some food on the table for when I came home from school. That was fun though, getting to watch Toonami with some cheez-its and capri sun. Of course, nowadays they'd be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out.

They're not good role models