I
am on speaking terms with them. I just don't. I used to love them both to pieces, but when I visited my dad when I was 17, he pissed me off with some ignorant shit (and I haven't seen him since, but I call for holidays, birthdays, etc. because he guilt trips me otherwise).
As for my mom, I've talked to her on the phone maybe twice since we both moved out from the apartment I grew up in back in April. After 10 years of wanting to get away from her, I finally have. Too many years of psychological neglect, mistreatment, and indifference has left me not really caring or having any affection for her. For the past few years she's been kind of trying, but it's 10 years too late.
She claimed to love us and all that shit, but growing up, she acted more like we were an expensive material responsibility rather than a beloved offspring. Sure, if I went missing for a few hours she'd panic, but it was more akin to losing your friend's dog after taking your eye off him for a few moments and thinking omfg-im-going-to-be-in-deep-shit, rather than an omg-ive-lost-my-child-im-so-devastated-please-god-where-is-he kind of thing. She was more like the "FUCK, I've got a kid now. Well...it IS kind of cute...awwwww
" person, rather than the "OMFG! I've got a kid! Finally! I'm a parent! Woo hoo!" person. Personally, I WANT kids. SHE simply got knocked up.
So I really don't have any sort of connection or affection for them anymore. They're more like those acquaintances from school or work that you were physically together with for several years, but that you rarely or never keep in touch with again after that because you really had no real connection with each other in the first place, other than happening to both go to school together or work together.