My parents divorced when I was ten and yes, it's affected me, but more so, I think, as time goes by.
My mother still goes on about what a crap father my dad was, how cruel he was, his affairs (which he has always denied to me), that he tried to abort me by 'forcing' her to drink a bottle of vodka when she was pregnant with me. And this is more than 30 years later.
She made it difficult for him to see us after the divorce and one Xmas 'shot' him with an air rifle loaded with talcum powder- with all of us lined up to watch.
My father, on the other hand, has always behave with dignity and kindness, taking the back seat wrt Xmas days, school events, weddings, christenings etc etc.
So I came to realise that Mum's version of events was not necessarily the 'true' version and that there might, after all, be two sides to the whole sad story.
Since meeting DH, and seeing how wonderful it is when two parents love each other, support each other and stay together I have felt more sadness taht I was denied that opportunity. MAybe if my mother hadn't been so awful about the whole thing, thinking of her childrens' feelings rather than her own, I might feel differently.
Unfortunately I now worry about ds1, whose father I divorced ten years ago, having married him because I had such low self esteem I believed that no-one else would ever ask. His father has virtually abandoned him, promising visits, presents etc then backing out.
All I hope is, that having chosen rather better second time around, and tried everything I know to avoid bad-mouthing his father, that ds1 won't feel too badly that he too has missed out.