At young as I was, my mother was severely depressed. Most of the time spending days in her room without ever seeing her. I was forced to take care of my little brother who was two years younger than me, and my little sister who was just 2 years old. I learned to make sandwiches when we had bread, hot dogs, and Mac and cheese. I remember when we would sometimes get pizza on a rare occasion, and eat left over the next few days even after being left out on top of our stove.
I unfortunately did not know how to do laundry, so we wore dirty clothes a lot. We suffered bad especially because of that, we were made fun of a lot in school.