As I sit at this table, surrounded by my loved ones ; my family, I feel nothing but stress. I feel like everyone relies on me and without me they would struggle to cope with themselves. I feel unloved and like I’m only in this house hold to look after everybody and look after everyone’s appetite. The only way I would be able to cope with myself let alone the family is through my cigar. Without the relief off a cigar I would possibly have done the same thing as my brother.