You want it long enough and your wants become your needs. The more you give in the harder it gets to tell them apart. As your wants replace your needs you bite the hand that feeds.
All they wanted was for you to have it all, to be blessed with all the necessities they weren’t fortunate enough to have. The things they’d give up the world for. But you don’t see it, you never did, you never will.
For you are blinded by the wants that have come to rule your life. It is what drives you, not what feeds you. It is your downfall, in the end it is all you are.