After teenage angst, came a time of value&#x2F;family fallout for me. At one point, I haven&#x27;t even been face to face with any of them for a period of almost 2 years. Not that anything was particulary wrong with anyone, mind you. After 100+ hour workweeks slaving for someone else, ending up in ER several times (but still showing up 8AM sharp day afterward), finally burning out, quitting job, breaking up, and living in windowless installation-free underground solid-cement garage for better part of year (life&#x27;s paraphernalia funded entirely by sale of single iPhone), I&#x27;ve come home.<p>I cannot even describe what sort of relief I felt having my meals provided for, laundry taken care of, having bed to sleep in, someone to talk to, help to, care for... That was when I figured, given this bare essentials provided by family, I have basically nothing to lose by taking much more risks in life and working on what I care about. I like to think I&#x27;ve instilled that appreciation to my siblings, as well as parents.<p>Three months after that, I&#x27;ve found investors, moved to freeload in one of their penthouses, while I work in a high-risk field of game development. We&#x27;ll see how that turns out, but I have no fear - I have family to fall back on.<p>---<p>I&#x27;m aware not everyone has what I have with my family, but I&#x27;m certain many more do not appreciate what they already have.