I became a carer when I was eight. My mum had a bowel disorder and various health conditions. Sometimes she’d be bedridden for weeks at a time.
At first my nan used to help out a lot. Then she developed lung cancer, so I was helping out with both of them. My nan died when I was 11, so I was on my own after that. My dad wasn’t around and there wasn’t any other family I was aware of.
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