I'm a guy in his mid 50s. i do my best to support all who ask. I'm no saint though. I lost my mom at 15. My dad in 2012. They married in 69 around 7 months before i was born. I figured it out. I asked. I was told -your mom had trouble counting.-. Rhythm method of birth control. Mom always told me -I don't have to like you, but I have to love you.-. Half sister always called me the little bastard. father was always in the loop but not interested in family. We had a fist fight when I was in my 20's after he told me my mom never had sex with him in the later years. She mutilated from cancer. Her girl parts were removed. No breasts. hysterectomy. Any parts left were unusable I assume. While I tried to care for her he left swingers magazines with ads circled on the toilet tank. I got tired of cleaning her waste and shoved her in the shower. She knew she was dying and I chose to watch cartoons in the morning instead of spending time with her.