It’s been a year and a few days since I moved out of the house and started living on my own, and the biggest thing I’ve learned about myself during that time is how much I love my family. I’ve never doubted my love for my family, but if ever I had to choose between saving my family or saving the billions of other people on this planet, I would choose my family without hesitation. Maybe that makes me a shitty person, but it’s the truth.