Worst thing when you become an damaged adult and its too late for the change, they collectively lie that they did their best for your own good and deny, twist and turn so they could wash away the guilt.
My mom was helicopter that tied me to herself, never gave me any freedom and trained me to be helpful around the house. She suffered from anxiety and possibly schizophrenia. She believed theres 80 percent chances that someone will kill you or rape you if you play on the streets or go to the store alone. At 15 was the first time i was allowed to go alone for few kms. Later on she guilt tripped me if i wanted to go to play basketball with my cousins or something, because i was leaving her home alone.
My dad was an extreme narcissist who grow up in horrible situation. He considered himself an great father because he didn't force us to beg on the streets like he was, even though we barely had what to eat and lived in old shity tiny house. He believed that you had to break the kid to fear you in order to be authorative figure and good father, later he bitched for decades why nobody likes him after being an abusive asshole his entire life. he blamed us for not earning money at teen years and overproched us bread.