My childhood was, in many parts, pure hell. Seen from outside, it probably didn't look that way, and I can't put my finger on exactly why, it's probably the many small things, and/or things from before I can remember. It's not like there weren't good parts too, but on average I'd give it 2 stars out of five, would not recommend. Or maybe I'm remembering the worse parts more right now because the current state of me and my environment, I don't know.