My mother to this day is an oxycodone addict. My dad is somewhere out there, maybe, I don't know. I didn't let those factors dictate my life. And once I learned how to make better choices, I stopped being homeless, went through a rehab, and got my career together. It was hard, but it was a hard choice I made, for myself.
You don't know who I am because of an opinion your reactionary, careless ass misread on the Internet.
Get a grip.