My parents love me, that was never a question. I just always felt disconnected from them. I'm the youngest of six kids and although I had moments of bonding with my family, its never lasted. I feel like this wholly separate entity. I moved away as soon as I could, tossed aside their values as soon as I could. We're amicable and all, but I'm a 36 year old woman who feels like a insecure teenager whenever I'm around my parents. Seems slightly unhealthy. Sometimes I try to open up to them, tell them what I'm up to, but everything for them is something moral or a cause and so they think I'm self absorbed and I think they need to loosen up, think for themselves for a change. And there you have it.