My father used to tell me of a scare I gave them when I was just 2 years old; I fell off the bed and hit the corner of a table. I was unconscious for a minute and then vomited. They rushed me in for x-rays, but the doctors said it was just a concussion.
When I was 6 my mother started having fainting spells. They scared me. The doctors told her she was anemic and needed to rest.
When I was 8 we were at the store when she fell over. She had a heart attack at age 32; the fainting had been mini-heart attacks. I was holding her hand then the paramedics said her heart stopped. She was in the hospital for over a year. Dad had me live with cousins while he worked 2 jobs to pay for everything.
When mom came home she had almost re-learned how to speak, feed herself, and such - her heart had stopped a long time and she had brain damage. Dad said he could let me stay with cousins and put her in a nursing home, I said it was fine.
From 10 to 14 I took care of mom and dad - cooking, cleaning, laundry. Dad worked 2 jobs to pay for her in-home care while I was at school.
When I was 14 the police came and arrested my dad. $250,000 was missing from one of his jobs and he was assumed to have stolen it for mom's bills. We couldn't afford bail so he stayed in prison. My mom went into a home for people who couldn't pay for care, I barely dodged foster care by staying with my cousins, again.
Every week my aunt would complain about how much she was spending feeding me and clothing me.
Dad's trial kept dragging on and on and I was almost 16 when he was sentenced to 2 years in prison for embezzlement. The company took our house, our car, mom's jewelry - only the wedding rings were left. My aunt wouldn't take me to visit my dad because he was a felon and a thief