Times have changed hugely. My parents beat the crap out of me and my brother. Strangely enough, they didn't do it to our younger sisters. I think they were of their time, and didn't know any better, but I still struggle to understand how they could have done it.
My father last beat me when I was 21 and had a disagreement with my younger sister. I clearly recall my mother knocking me to the floor, kicking me and standing with a kettle of boiling water over me, threatening to pour it.
At age 14, I remember crying to my granny who we lived with, telling her how much I wanted to leave home. She cried with me.
The other side of it was, they always did their best to ensure we had the toys/clothes etc that we wanted, even when they struggled to afford it. I wanted a Sindy sports car that couldn't be bought anywhere, and my mum advertised in a local newspaper and ended up buying a pristine one complete with box.
However, in older life, they were so supportive, the best parents they could have been. They had basically followed their parents' example (though I still don't understand how they did it). They helped pay for my wedding, and they were constantly plotting and planning things they could do for my children (eg buying a Teletubby when they were so hard to get, paying for 5 days in Disney Paris).
When we were up to our necks paying for childcare for three plus our mortgage, they paid for phone bills, bought the kids clothes, shoes and toys. bought me clothes, bought us groceries etc.
We lost both of them upwards of 20 years ago and they are so much missed!! Yes, I feel bad for how I was treated as a youngster, but they so much came good in later life. Nothing is ever black and white.