Let's see... My mom was diagnosed with RA when I was very young, so I had to take care of her - Bathe her, feed her, etc. My dad worked three jobs to try and keep his family afloat, so he was never home. My sister was a braindead idiot who couldn't figure out how to tie her shoe, and my brother was a spoiled rotten little baby. I took care of everything: Managing bills, making sure there was food in the house, doing the shopping, taking care of prescriptions, EVERYTHING. This all started when I was 12. I grew up fast because I actually had to GROW UP - not because I watched television.
There's your funny story.
There's your funny story.