Your parents weren’t ideal parental figures. Both heavily addicted to alcohol and drugs. That’s all they ever cared about. Not their 5 kids. No, instead that responsibility fell onto you. The oldest sibling. You where 25, a high school dropout and basically a mother to the rest of your siblings. Making ends meet. It was early morning for you, trying to make breakfast, get everyone up, get everyone ready, including yourself for work and them for school and make their lunches. The last thing you needed was a knock on the door at 8am.