I feel like I should be happy with what I got from my parents. I had a roof over my head (when my mom didn't threaten to kick me out) and I had clothes to wear, and food to eat. I feel like I should be happy for what I got. A lot of people get a lot less. I feel like I'm ungrateful for what I did get if I am mad at them. I know they did what they could, but it just wasn't good enough.