OR maybe that's just how parents and human beings in general are: do as many good things as you want, but as soon as you screw up, THAT'S the only thing that they'll remember
Ya know, it feels pretty nice to be able to vent about how awful my family is. I've always wanted to talk some s**t about them behind their backs for all the times they've been evil to me about being a Brony. It just feels good.