NO idea

I really need to gain independence, and perhaps a personality. I spend so much time wrapped up in other people's interests, problems, struggles, passions and lives, that I'm not sure if I have my own. Once again today a dear, dear friend suffered a terrible setback. This man, who has been struggling to gain some sense of security and balance in his life, lost what little semblance he had. And as I sat on the phone with him, stoically offering comfort and reassurance, I realized I was not far from that edge myself. Although my parents still want to provide, with my father's decision to retire, and the facts that they still have my youngest brother at home, more realistically I wind up helping them just as much as they help me. I work two jobs, I'm on multiple academic scholarships, and I have thousands of dollars in debt, graciously granted to me from my lovely Federal government. I have a car that just barely runs, a collection of belongings that are falling apart, and an ever-growing set of medical complications. Yet, me and my usually $50, worry and anguish and penny pinch to help the poor sap next to me. Perhaps I might be the sap...