My childhood was far from perfect. My dad was a religious violent nut, my mum was in his thrall and also did some nutty stuff. They probably meant well but whatever.
We've had ups and downs over the years, never plain sailing really but now they're both getting elderly and frail.
I kind of think I should be helping them - after all they kept me alive - but at the same time when I'm doing stuff for them I just feel sort of angry and unhappy.
I don't want to leave them to rot. But I can't pretend they were good parents even though we never talk about that. What can I do?
My dad in particular is failing. He's definitely an old man. So he doesn't act aggressive any more, but I think that's just because he doesn't have the physical clout to back up aggression, and to be honest it makes me despise him.
I know this makes me a bad person! Help!