I remember the night I left home as if it were yesterday—the rain hammering the windows, my mum’s voice echoing in my ears, and the guilt gnawing at my insides. My younger brother, Jamie, needed constant care, and Mum never let me forget it was my duty too. After my A-levels, I packed my things and walked out, but Mum’s furious messages still haunt me, no matter how many numbers I block.