With my dad gone at 7, and my mom having a stroke when I was 8 I've had to take care of pretty much everyone and everything since I could even think and yes, its as tragic and fucking aggravating as it may sound. Between my personal life of being bullied, grief therapy and custody wars I had to take care of my family which are still to this day barely attached by wearing threads.  I'm 15 now, and I'm actually going to my first job orientation tomorrow. My mom-healed well and recovered-I live with. As well as that, I do cyber school now with shitty grades despite being a former straight A honors kid ranging from pre-k to 6th grade. Then, I gave up on taking care of myself over everything and realized that I guess taking care of every other thing is fine. All I need are smokes, and my partner.