I’ve always adored my mom. However I can never remember a time in life where I didn’t dislike and fear my dad. What about you?
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Same for me! Big problem right now is my dependency on them for money, housing, etc… Very hard right now while I wait for disability.
When I graduate I will also be dependent on my parents for a while and have to live at home until I am able to get a nursing degree and get a job…I am not looking forward to it 
I always got along with my parents they’re cool people. Also they have been supporting me this whole time I’ve been looking for a job since losing my old one.
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As a child and adolescent I got along with my dad better than I did with my mom, even though I had a slight irrational fear of him. He never beat me or got drunk or anything. My mom was always considered the “crazy” one, even though both of them were bipolar. They both had explosive tempers, though. As an adult, my mom was finally on meds, which helped to mellow her and just all-around level her out. My dad seemed to mellow a bit with age, too, though he never did take meds. During that time I got along better with my mom. She was always proud of me, while my dad became increasingly disappointed in me after I first became very sick and failed to live up to my supposed potential. They’re both deceased now 
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My Mom has been dead for years but I loved her very much. She was a Heroin addict turned Methadone addict and was mentally ill. She would alternate between being loving and abusive. My Dad goes back and forth between being normal and being an a$$hole. He was a depressed, selfish alcoholic his whole life until he quit drinking 2 years ago. We get along OK, I guess. I got a raw deal when it comes to parents. Neither were qualified to be parents. Both were chemically addicted and emotionally immature. ‘Oh well’, as they say. Nowadays, me and my Dad manage. I’ll take it.
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Generally, almost until I got to the college, it was very bad.
I perceived my father as a punishing, controlling figure; he was a child of the streets and he would tell me that there are no real friends neither honest men - that was his world and he consider it as the only legitimate one. He never read, he was a taxi driver and very conservative in his views which he considered as “moral”. The point was that both him and my mother cared more about “what people will tell” than what’s really going on. I grew up hiding and lying and could never talk with them.
My mother is a country girl who dropped the college to get married and escape her own conservative home - so I never expected her to understand what I’m going through.
Their marriage was bad and it affected my childhood a lot. I have a bad memories and no sense of family life at all.
My father is dead now (heart stroke) and I hold a relationship with my mother in a way that I keep it off all the important things and I try to keep her out of the details of my life. Because when she steps in, it gets bad. Even my shrink told her to stay out of involving in my private stuff.
The end
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Conversation. Not confrontation.
My dad and my wife don’t get along. He has issues ignoring his daughter in laws hugging and kissing boundaries in his old age (he’s a dirty old man), as well as feeling that all his kids owe him, to the point that I didn’t want to have a relationship with him as I became an adult.
After I became sz a lot if our issues were old, and I needed some support so I patched things up. He respects my wife’s personal boundaries but they still aren’t each others favorite people.
My mom is a die hard Catholic and very forgetful. I get frustrated with her but I appreciate her support now that I’m sz.
I’m high functioning and only sz for two years so they try to mostly treat me like I’m normal, which is both troublesome and appreciated depending on the day. I know I am lucky in some ways.
I get along with both my parents well. My dad is such a easy person to get along with. I used to be scared of my mom bcuz she was strict but since I became adult she let me do what I want.
I left family behind at 18, there was no love in my family, think it is the reason I fail at all relationships. I really have no idea how a good family functions
I love my parents, but lately avoiding my mom because she hinted she wanted an intimate relationship with me, because I’m adopted so wouldn’t be incest and, for some reason, is attracted to me. I don’t get that. I always thought I was ugly.
I have a delusion that my dad is still alive, that he “faked” his death. When we visited him at the hospital, I have a feeling they eventually switched his real body with a fake body look-alike that apparently passed away. I think he did this for various reasons. Maybe to separate from family members as some things were becoming conflicting. I think he moved back to where he was born in New Jersey. I actually really believe all this and that it’s not a delusion.
I read about that before, that’s so messed up. It doesn’t matter if you’re adopted or not she needs to respect that there’s parent-child boundaries you don’t cross.
I think that your delusion about your dad helps you manage the pain of his death. If he is not really dead to you, it is not as painful and you don’t have to deal with the loss. On the other hand, if you didn’t get along with your dad and/or feared him, this could be your paranoia saying he’s not really gone.
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Thanks. I had a good relationship with my dad, better than my mom. I seriously think he’s really still alive. He relocated in a way. Fake death and live “off the grid” sort of thing. I notice he changed setting on his AOL e-mail accounts. Made them constantly appear as “0 e-mails” at all times. As if to hide that he still uses them. 
He’s a retired computer programmer, so I’m sure he has his ways.
Good with both 
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My mom has the attention span of a squirrel and my dad triggers my demon hallucinations because he’s the rudest person I know. He just thrives on negativity. But I have to live with em…
My mom passed away July 2012 she was my best friend I called her everyday and told her I love her after every one of our phone calls. My dad is more like an older brother always nagging at me it’s hit and miss with him. But my parents separated when I was 8 and I was happy cause all they did was fight like a bunch of savages
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