You know how when you were kids everything your folks said was the gospel truth?
These larger than life figures who said and did things that didn't always make sense to you but you never questioned because they constituted your whole entire world and so there was no question of questioning them?
I feel like we all, and for good reason, put too much of an onus on these guys. When you see your friends, people you've known and grown up with, whose intelligence emotional and otherwise you've questioned at many a point and had them rub your face in your equally face-plam worthy flaws, you realize, all parents are just human. And when you're able to fit that realization into your own parents' context, so much makes sense, so much is forgiven, so much just falls through and settles, like a lifelong jigsaw puzzle starting to shape up and make sense.
What sparked this string of thought was when I was dabba-ing (can't find an exact translation, don't think the word massage fits) one of my parentals' legs and my hands pressed too near the kneecap, I instantly moved away and remembered all the times growing up I had done it and with brute force causing them to yell out 'GHUTNAY PE NAHI KERNA HOTA' which I never really understood and believed to be a mysterious fact the reason behind which was known only to my very knowledgeable folks. Turns out, it's just plain common sense and self-preservation?? •