Dropping in and out is relative.

Say both your parents work full time and are in their own worlds most of the time, are generally busy with their own working/social lives until they feel the need to check up on you to see if you're living/thinking/doing the things they're also interested in.

{ For me, my parents rarely took me to school. I went to childminders before/after school until I hit 12. Then I became a 'latch-door kid'. Parents came home 3-4 hours after I've come back home after school.

I remember my dad trying to get me into everything he was ever into. Basketball, model aircrafts, travelling, photography, cycling, watching telly(obviously only the same shows he liked)... If I didn't really show interest, he'd just leave me to... whatever. I think I unconsciously pushed back. I hated playing sport{lazy}, enjoyed collecting n painting warhammer{useless}, stayed indoors whenever possible{unimaginable}, played online videogames instead communally vegetating in-front of the telly, play/listen to all kinds of music, especially loud. Told my parents I didn't really have any friends, they didn't believe me. Took 3-4 weeks off school to prove it - no friends called, no teachers wondered where I was until week 4.

My mother has no hobbies and only ever enjoyed chess, which I won a tournament at, at like age 10. She got super-duper angry when she heard I didn't want to continue it when I got into secondary school.

By the time I was a teenager they kinda gave up getting to know me altogether. It's not like I could complain because they "know best" and work hard all the time "providing" for me. I didn't live in poverty, receive physical punishment or starved. } TL;dr Well-off neckbeard person moaning about cliché daddy issues.