Minecraft RUINED my family.

We'll my dad started a server after a 'pvp' server closed right around the end of beta. I think I was about 12 or so and my two cousins were 9 and 7 when the server started. we couldn't kill mobs yet and minecart boosting minecarts was still a thing. We ran the server on vanilla for like 3 years and the cousins would always do something really dumb such as burning each others houses down because one got mad at the other and the other retaliated. Some times i'd lose my head and call em things I don't remember but it was never nice, probably called them a retard a few times. had a really douche-y friend that was quite arrogant and very narcissistic and would brag about how much he had even though he was poorer than dirt. He would always start fights with people including a player that is now my roommate. My roommate at the time was a friend of my cousin but not mine and I found him planting TNT traps inside of a players house trying to get back at my friend. It was a different players house and well the good thing is that my roommate was a redstone noob and ran the redstone parallel to the TNT so it didn't go off but i caught him by flying really high in the air and watching him from above. called him out and he admitted he was tired of being bullied. Oh and a few times me and my dad built churches and my youngest cousin would walk into em to find that behind the pyre a nazi flag. Now we aren't neo-nazi it was just funny to us to the point that I had a hitler skin on for a few years and my dad for a few months (seperate times). Oh and one time we had a castle with high walls and an actual dungeon but it was still vanilla so we used bedrock as the cells for those that broke rules (way too often cousins would steal all the time). the youngest was caught stealing from the older cousin so I broke into the bedrock room and tp'd him in. He was given one hour punishment and he ended up crying, I find it kind of funny still but sort of saddening knowning that he didn't have a lot of free time cause aunt and uncle were controlling as all hell. Oh my dad might of also called them fags at times which my uncle some how saw or got the logs dunno but it made it so that he banned his kids from playing on the server, but not minecraft or games. its really odd, oh and another time my roommate pissed off both of the cousins and my uncle called my dad asking him to ban my roommate even though all he did was chat with them (hes really good at getting under peoples skin). Dad said hell no and well again they got banned by my uncle from playing the server which at the time he said "till that one guy isn't (roommate) allowed back on the server". Oh and then we tried to do a pvp map with modded and well lets just say me and the roommate were friends now and we were the only ones that left spawn and there was a rule you couldn't mess with those in spawn. The oldest cousin (he wasn't around when vanilla was being played because he was an adult at the time) built in the spawn had a full base with full gear and the sorts. he kept chemical warheading us from ICBM and it was annoying not being able to do anything. He ended up in super op armour with super op weapons that were dropping me to 3 hp while i had super op gear that would let me live through the chemical weapons damage (it was like 95-99% damage reduction). I nerfed that weapon and his armour in the configs well because i was pissed and couldn't control myself with power at the time. Had an arguement with my dad about how he would always have me be the server admin but would always go over my word on banning (why my roommate was allowed back so often). I only started talking to my dad this time last year after about 3 years of not saying anything or even gaming. He sort of realized how much fucked up shit he was doing with me and all that and admitted he only wanted the best and since then has changed. Oddly enough I've had huge fights with both my parents (they seperated before i was born). so yea it was a long bumpy road but its good now.