In a way, yeah. I never had any upbringing, no strong parent figure that taught me right and wrong, passed on important knowledge, skills, opportunities or anything of the sort. Nor were they there when there was a need for genuine intervention or support or encouragement. On the contrary, they always laughed at or doubted any idea or motivation I had. Guilt tripped and judged me for not doing or knowing things they never taught or showed me yet expected of me. I was almost always left alone or to my own devices. Had to discover everything the hard way, and some things that seem basic I still have no idea about. It makes me feel like I barely qualify to be a person at all. I think they gave birth just for a generic token need of A child, and that was the idea. As a checkmark in their own life focused entirely on and for the sake of their perspective instead of understanding it's a whole person with their own mind. Not sure what my parents were thinking at all, but I don't judge them. It is what it is. Being a parent is probably very hard, and while I can imagine myself giving an upbringing to my own children if I had any, I'm sure I would fuck up along the way because I'm missing chunks of something that's supposed to be fundamental to being a person.