I have / had what most people consider a complicated parental situation. A friend once asked me to draw a map to explain it all. For most of my life I have been the proud recipient of 6 parents, 3 sets of 'Adults' that care for me as parents should. They are, for the most part, proud of me when I achieve something and there for me when I fail. But this situation and its effect on me is felt everyday.
A while ago one of my aunts said to me that she and my grandmother used to (still do occasionally) discuss how they feel bad for me in this situation. She has said this to me before but I find myself thinking of this more lately. That it's okay to not be okay with some things. I know no different an upbringing but it was not great at times.
The things is that it is all I know and as a parent I have a profound understanding that you do the best you can with what you have. And my parents did the best they could with what they had.
The lesson is to accept how things were - what your parents did or did not do, deal with the issues that may have brought forth straight on, not blame them but realize they did what they could and move on.
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