My childhood was kind of complicated. I have an older sister, but my father, my mother's husband, died when I was four years old. So I only had my mum and sister, really.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was the youngest and only girl in a family of two older brothers.
In my own family, my mother had my sister when I was 15 and for various reasons, I was extremely involved in raising her.
Til I was 10 years, I didn't know I had only two siblings. I always thought I had 10 and that they were all my family.
I had a very turbulent and painful childhood, like many people. I left for college when I was 16 years old and up until that point I'd lived in five different family configurations. Each one ended or changed through a death or some terrible loss.
I've never had siblings, I didn't grow up in a big family; it was just me and my single mom. And hectic family dysfunction was actually something that I craved.
I was the youngest of six kids, and my brothers and sisters were kind of a lot older than me. And the one sister that was, like, in a close age range - she was five years older than me. She was my closest sister in age, and she was a loser.
I've got three sisters, five aunties, and my mom. It must have had an influence on me growing up.
I raised my sister. I was six when she was born. My mother had to make a living for herself and it was very hard, so I was looking after my sister, cooking and cleaning, and she had four jobs.
I was by far the youngest of the family, and at times it was like being an only child.
My mother and father split up when I was three and my brother was still in the womb.