I wanna field this one. My father was an abusive, violent asshole. Had to move every couple years because he constantly started fights with the neighbors. Some of which lead to lawsuits and criminal charges. My happiest day was when my parents split up. Stepfather #1 was a drug addict but there were comparatively fewer violent fights. There were always a lot of drugs around the house, pot, coke, hash, other things. He kept the Hash in the freezer. Stepfather #2 was a good dood. So she cheated on him and divorced him. Poor guy. But then they got remarried down the line which was kind of weird. Not having a good father in the picture probably fucked up my adult development by a good 5 years but no sense crying over spilled milk.
I can't be the only farmer with a sort of fucked up childhood.