Well, not in my case. My father was locked up somewhere most of my childhood before he disappeared for good. My mother worked to support us and my sisters and I were raised mostly by our physically abusive grandmother. There were no men in my life at all except for peripheral characters. I choose not to psychoanalyze it any more because no matter what happened in the past, you could spin it to explain the present - just like we have two totally different stories right here with the same outcome. The real question is "do I like my life the way it is?" and the answer is: Yes! Absolutely!:D