Can You Be Imprisoned By Love?

Or maybe it’s guilt that stops me from walking free.

Photo by Guillaume de Germain on Unsplash

For a man my age my life is far from typical. Though many may say this, I would wager that mine is further from normality than most.

I am twenty-nine years old, I am the full time carer for my thirty one year old sister, we live together with my sixty-six year old retired mother.