How depressing. :/
As for me, my parents divorced before I was two. My father was a drug addict alcoholic who liked to disappear for days on end, and my mother couldn't help him. When he was gone for a span of two weeks, she decided that enough was enough, and filed for divorce. It killed her, but it was the best. We moved in with my grandparents after that and stayed with them for years. My mom then got remarried, and I'm typing this to you while my mom and step father sleep peacefully in their bed :33.
Oh, as for dear old Daddy, I'd see him when I visited my other grandmother. He used to see my brother and I to be with us, but didn't show up one time so Mom never took us out to see him. So I'd usually see him Christmas Eve and such, but I haven't seen him since last July now. It's cool though. He got caught for not paying years of child support and I bought myself some cute clothes with the new money :333.