My disabled parents whom I provide assisted living care for (otherwise I would move cross country) let me know I am addicted to self improvement. You know things like, college, reading, developing skills, And hinted that I could pick up a couple jobs to support them.

I accept my relations are toxic as nuclear fall out, I accept that I am bat $&!+ crazy. And this is why I won't reproduce, I'm not sure what went wrong between the nature and nurture. But that crap ends with me.

I feel better now.