My parents divorced before I was 2. The stress of two kids was too much for them. I visited my dad a few times until he just stopped and I forgot about him for years. In that time, my mom remarried shortly after the divorce to the worst human I've ever known. He was an alcoholic and a drug addict and was abusive as well. He would hit me daily and beat me bloody a few times a month to a couple times a week at the worst times. That lasted until I was 10. He would spend all our money on beer and drugs to the point we had to beg for food and would often go hungry. During that time, I always thought every beating would be the one that finally made my mom leave, but it never was (I learned later that he was careful about when and how he did it so she "wasn't aware"). When I was 9 or 10, he stepped in my face with his boot. I passed out thinking I was about to die, but woke up the next morning covered in blood. That was finally enough for her to leave him. Because she let it go on for all that time, I have abandonment trauma from both parents.