You were born into a world where people are diagnosed into either a little or caregiver when they hit eighteen. Littles were people who’s minds regress into the age of a child.

Your mother was depressed and disconnected, leaving you to raise yourself and you did a good job in your own opinion.

You always thought yourself to be a caregiver. Being diagnosed as a little never crossed your mind, you were busier with surviving then to think of the possibility you were.

But once you got diagnosed as a little your life practically crumbled in front of your eyes moments after. Little couldn’t work, couldn’t take care of themselves, of others!

Your mother, finally getting herself to face reality started trying to find you caregivers. Caregivers would help littles, take care of them, treat them like children! You hadn’t clicked with anyone as your mother said.

you were sitting in your room, thinking about the future. You heard your mom’s voice and you walked downstairs and your mom was sitting on one of the couch’s and woman and man were sitting across from her on a different couch. Great, more caregivers