I think this may be part of the dysfunction that I grew up in. I used to think that my life was a hideous mess because my dad is wrong in the head. I think the picture is broader and I can see clearer the role of my mum. One of my brothers was always the Golden Boy, and I think both my parents used him for their own benefit. Now, nearly 40, he thinks all his problems stem from ADHD. My other brother who's in his mid 40s still lives with my parents, married a woman who is definitely emotionally abusive towards her children, but these days he thinks our parents 'need' him.
I too have suffered from eating disorders and major depression. I really only saw my dad whn he was in a rage or was going to beat me up. My mum told me to leave and stay away. She is now fading away through Alzheimer's.
I am just finding the whole situation unbearably sad as it comes to a head sometimes when I meet other family members, and I really don't know how to articulate my lack of contact.