I have a very good heart and some realized high level meditational visions through transe for two years.

That said, loving my life and people and mind heart as they are by now, I agree with God: I am anyone's child. No point in holding grudges at parents so disappointing for a while to the point of making you lose your mind early. Really, absolutley no point. I yelled at God about those parents forever. But thankfully, I also yelled at them all my thirties. They may not be generous whatsoever for others (my mom's epic mottos is: never take the burden of someone else! yawk! How unchrist-like an attitude that is), but they have certainly cried a lot for me. At least they can empathize better now with those who suffer more than them unfairly.