Both my parents are dysfunctional and severely mentally ill individuals.
My mother is the lesser evil. She grew up in abuse and married into abuse as it was all she ever knew. She isn't aware of how her behavior can be at times, but she tends to guilt trip and gaslight when she's caught in a situation where she feels threatened, hurt, or invalidated.
My father is absolutely the devil. If the devil exists, he is it. He has beaten all of his children, both emotionally and physically. It was so bad to the point my brother would wet the bed until he was 22. My brother is an alcoholic that has abandoned the family, and is an abusive marriage as well as abused his children. My sister is a full blown pill addict in an abusive marriage along with 2 children that are dysfunctional as well. It's an endless cycle. And here I am broken as well. My father sexualized me, would often try to watch me sleep, and open the door while I was using the bathroom to watch me. Compared me to my sister day in and out, controlled me, said I would be nothing, but a whore when I grew up. Degraded, invalidated, never loved me, the whole nine yards. But I've internalized it all. I've stayed away from the world and haven't been married or have had children for that very reason. I've always wanted to be the one to finally break the cycle. I wanted to prove everyone wrong, but in the end I'll be the first child to commit suicide. It is what it is.