I adored my father, and I still think he is one of the most remarkable persons I will ever have had the privilege to know, or will ever know. As to my mother, we had issues, but at 35, I told her the statute of limitations had run, and that any personal problems I had, and I had and have them, were mine alone to deal with, and that blaming her as a "mature" adult was for losers, and that I would do all I could, to make our remaining years together amicable. In that I think, unlike some other matters, I succeeded. My mother is still "alive" at this point, but insentient, and does not have a clue whom I am. I hope that I have enough "notice" to off myself if I perceive I am going down that road.
Gosh, I still miss my father to this day. Dad, I finally got fit, Give me a high five!