My name is Cassidy Bishop, and my life is more complicated than I ever imagined it would be. For starters I live with two prescription drug addicts: my grandparents. My dad had to move them with in with us so we can try and get them to stop their drug addiction. My brother doesn't get along with them, and he spends most of his time with his girlfriend to avoid them. My dad travels a lot with work so he doesn't deal with them as a much as the rest of us do. My mom doesn't really like my grandparents that much but she can handle them on most days, some days not so much. And then there is me...
I'm a twenty year old college student who works and trys to help take care of my grandparents as much as I can. Helping take care of two 60+ year old drug addicts is not easy at all. It's even harder when they are your grandparents. Nana and Pawpaw know they are addicts and don't really seem to care, which sucks. They constantly beg for more medication and become very mean people when they don't get any. I just wish they would care more about getting better, but I think it's too late for that...
