<p>munchkin, that all is what my parents say. Unfortunately, I just don’t understand it. Why do they constantly remind me that I should be grateful that they bother to do all? I don’t know how to cope when I’m constantly reminded that I should just be grateful to be alive. It’s not it was a right completely within my control, but a privilege controlled by my parents. I keep thinking, “Thanks, parents, for my wretched experience. I guess if I die here tonight, it’d be a relief for you.” How do you go on with that?</p>