Who /shit family/ here?

Who /shit family/ here?
>dad was a rageaholic
>always shouting as soon as anything went wrong
>got within a hair width of bursting into violence a couple of times
>eventually realized as i grew up that it was much better to just copy the same behavior
>no longer afraid of his outbursts
>tfw spent over a decade being traumatized by this retard which probably shaped my defunct charcter for literally no reason

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My parents put me in this world the way I am. Can't get much worse than that.

My family is too good to be living the way we do.

Didn't grow up with my parents but with my aunt and uncle. My uncle was always an abusive piece of shit so when I was 14 I decided that I would bulk up so he couldn't do shit to me anymore. By 15 years old I was 168 lbs and 6'2. I could bench like 225 or something so I was pretty chad. He stopped hitting me which made me happy but then he started to hit my aunt but I found that I was too afraid to stop him.
But then one day he hit my grandma who I loved because she was always super kind. Throughout my whole childhood I always looked forward to visiting her in Wisconsin because she would buy me stuff, hug me, kiss me, and was a genuinely great person. But then my uncle hit her and I went fucking berserk and busted his nose, lip, and broke one of his ribs.
That was my childhood lads

no one ever taught me anything or pushed me to get interested anything. that's my biggest gripe.

My family is great

my family is pretty normal. which makes me even more sad because that means i literally have no reason to be the way i am. i guess its genetics or something

sames
eventually i got stronger than him.
It didn't stop the raging and I almost beat his ass once but eventually i realized his dad was same and he is incredibly flawed. He did his duty as father by supporting me financially and sometimes being decent so I just let things go

I think my dad has the exact same problem but recently he has calmed down
There was a day where he literally started pouring gasoline in our house threatening to burn it down
His behavior is probably why I have such anxiety now

My mom has untreated Borderline Personality Disorder. She was very sheltering and overprotective, but at the same time reckless. She smoked and drank while she was pregnant with me, and she told me that. She didn't feel bad about that at all. When I became an adult, my mom wouldn't let me get a job or learn to drive. She's weirdly possessive of me, but she also yells at me for not having my own place. Dad was mostly absent; he was always at work. They broke up when I was 16, and yeah they were never married. My mom is afraid of commitment like that.