This is one of the things I mean when I say my older siblings don't seem to have transitioned to an adult relationship with our parents.
It's absolutely wild to be in your late 30s with parents in their late 60s & still be expecting them to hold you up through everything like they did when you were a kid.
My parents have never stopped being there for us. They've never stopped being willing to help us.
But I find it weird to treat them like a "help dispenser".