Mad

I don't know if I'm overreacting, but I'm upset that I feel like I don't see an adult in my life. I'm upset that sometimes it's become our responsibility for certain things instead of my dad who's supposed to be there to help. Instead he lets us do the work and such. I feel a bit neglected. On top of that I feel furious that it feels like God has let us astray. Let us turn out worse than what we came from. We're all cramped up in one room, my dad without a job, my blunt and somewhat mean grandma who has so much to say about everyone, and is so frustratingly meticulous about the cleanliness of the house. If God is so good as He says, then why is aren't things getting better for people. My parents and I persevered for years only to recieve a downgrade. So much pain that it seems unnecessary and just mean. Like why would He do such a thing to Job if he did nothing wrong. Just why?