My own parents drank too much, my Dad was abusive and my mum made excuses for him sometimes. Although other times, she defended us.
Both were practically and emotionally neglectful during my teen years. Mum was having an affair during my teens.
There were explosive rows and meltdowns when they were drunk. The house was a bomb site and we weren't allowed friends over. I had to leave home in my late teens due to verbal domestic abuse from my Dad.
As an adult, I get along with both of them, see them both every few weeks, but sometimes struggle to like them.
Now and then, I find myself questioning why I have any relationship with them at all.