Talking to my parents both early 60s. Mom was joking around about the first date that she and my dad went on. My dad showed up and my mom had to cancel on him because she agreed to go out with someone else instead. Things fell through of course with “Joe”, and she eventually married my dad. Mom was 32 when she married my dad. Dad was 28 and divorced. Mom had a string of 3-letter named boyfriends that she used to list off. Joe and Bif were the big names that I remember her talking about as I grew up. I just recently found a picture of my mom and joe when they had their fun times going to country bars in Phoenix in the 1980s. Dad is skinny mom is fat now. Back then she was skinny. Dad hates his life and I can see it in his eyes. They don’t love each other and it’s totally obvious. My dad is the biggest simp in the world in my eyes. Did lots of damage to me and I’m still recovering. He’s a porn addict and gambler and drinker to boot. He’s dangerous to be around because he acts like a woman with being jealous of me and the girls I’ve had with me in my life and seeing me be stronger, hairier, and smarter than him, even from an early age. Never did confront him about all this and realized because that fact because I was afraid of hurting his feelings because he’s so weak. He is so weak I cannot describe to you. I remember being in the car with him when I was a small child and when he went in to the store and left me in the car I would worry about people beating him up.