Bro thinks he's the only one. Buddy we're in the world of OCs everyone has a tragic backstory so stfu about your family dying I don't give a shit, I never knew my mine and I had to watch my love get tortured and I went to therapy, tried to move on, moved on, never smoked ONCE!!! Became a military leader, and operater and now live a peaceful life over one hundred kilometers away from here in that forest at the end of the "cursed road" that you City folk are scared of and the tobacco you're inhaling and alcohol you're consuming ain't gonna help, get a therapist if your broke ass can afford it and stop being depressed. *P heads to his Ford F-150 to drive back to his woodland cabin*