No biggie (kinda long)

Madeline

Once upon a time a man and a woman fell in love, got married, and had a kid. When she was three they divorced. This wasn't a big deal for her because it meant no more fighting and she still got to see them both. Time passed and the girl's dad remarried. A couple of years later they had a little girl with Down Syndrome. This wasn't a big deal because she wasn't a very serious case. Then her mom remarried and they had a little boy who was an absolute terror and was often left for the girl to take care of because her mom worked late and her step father was always away or being a terrible couch potato father. This too was okay. They moved away from her childhood home and switched schools leaving close friends she had had for six years. It was alright, she made new friends. Her dad and step mom also moved. She went through a period of intense depression mixed with the deaths of two close relatives and failure in school. She got better and the world went into a recession. Her dad an step mom started fighting. She looked on the bright side at least they all had their health. Her mom and step dad went to a marriage councilor and talked about divorce. The little girl mourned for her mother's happiness. They started to fix it and he become a better father. He was diagnosed with kidney cancer. At the same time her dad and step mom have another baby (a boy). Now we are reaching poverty from medical bills and close friends of ours just lost a child in a legal battle to her a drunk and abusive biological mother and father. My brother will grow up without a father and I'm still struggling in school. Why am I still okay? Am I okay? Why the hell can't my mom be happy?