I wish my parents had been more honest about themselves, I feel it would have made them more 'human' and less saintly and unapproachable. It wasn't until their later years that some of their secrets were inadvertently revealed and then they became real people to me.
Guess they were just trying to set a good example but it made me feel inadequate and as if nothing I did was good enough
My family has been mostly honest about their lives... They were literally just going on crazy adventures and stuff.
Legit my father and his father's were assholes but my father drummed out of the military, both were masons, my grandfather a 14th order one, may he burn in whatever hell he's in now. My father is now a priest... Probably trying to avoid whatever punishment he's due.
My mother was a grey hat turned cyber security researcher who was on the run trying to escape my dad.
My grandparents cut ties with their families for love, and moved out to Colorado in 1972 after both divorcing their first marriage partners. My grandfather sold shoes, cars, worked for a company called novan building solar hot water systems, and eventually worked construction and got hurt due to an accident involving a crane knocking over a wall.
My grandmother worked at ibm assembling motherboards in the 80s, then eventually worked for the public school system.
When they moved out here they lived in a tent but eventually got a house that was legit haunted.
Honestly between their adventures and then encouraging me to freely pursue whatever I wanted it kinda influenced me to have no limits, that anything is possible with enough effort.