Spoilt or Privileged..?

Sometimes it takes a moment to make you realise how lucky you are. I hate that sort of statement normally and i do not normally feel like that. Even though i am a very positive person about everybody else, about my own situation i do not always see the positive. The other day my dad did something that just compounded how completely amazing he is and how loved and supported I am and it just overwhelmed me. I do not see myself as a spoilt brat who gets whatever she asks for and cries when she doesn't get her way. I see myself as someone who has gone though a tough time and whose parents have stood by her and have done everything in there power both emotionally and financially to support her. Maybe some people couldn't but my parents can and i do feel guilty but they wouldn't do it if they couldn't or didn't want to. It is hard to take so much from my parents but I am in no position to say no and refuse there help. Without there help i wouldn't be here today and without there continued support i wouldn't be able to carry on trying to get my life back together. When your life stops for over a year, a year of no working no nothing you need to be able to ask for help. and if you cant ask your parents for help when the chips are down then who can you ask. I sat on the tube the other day with tears running down my face as i thought of all the help my parents have given me over the last 2 years when they probably thought they wouldn't need to anymore I'm supposed to be an adult. But life is unpredictable and the fact that I'm still here fighting to live another day is a testament to my parents because without them i would be nothing i might as well still be at the bottom of that lake.