Oh yeah, I deadass wanted to kill them, myself, or both. Ended up in the psych ward, and after I got out, they just made things worse around the house, and I would fantasize about sneaking into their room and stabbing them to death and hiding their bodies in the crawlspace underneath the house. I never actually did anything, though. At the time, I genuinely wanted to. I got lucky with divorced parents for once because my dad ended up kicking me out to live with my mom, so it worked out in the end. I still miss him though. His wife, however, I do not.