17 years old. Was the only one working in the house (helped pay bills) while going to school, doing sports, taking care of my father who had liver cancer, and starting a relationship with a girl. Up by 730 to go to school. Out of school by 345. Then it was either basketball practice till 6, then work till 1-2am. Or just go straight to work till 1-2am. Then walk home to help my dad go to bathroom and other things. Be done with that by 3-4 am. Then go to sleep, (Sometimes he would call me asking for help again a few hours later. Even though my mom was right next to him, and my brother had been home all day playing games, he knew I would do it.) Then up by 730. I'd be lucky to get 3 hours of sleep a night. That was 8 years ago. Dad is healthy. Brother is no longer as lazy. Mom is mom. And I have just bought a house(not expensive). The girl who I was starting a relationship with 8 years ago is currently in the living room watching Scooby Doo. I've been told I'm a 35 year old 25 year old.