I have fantasized about running away. Just packing it all up and moving to some corner of the world, away from all my family. Why? Because I want no one else’s responsibilities but my own. My personal responsibilities are enough. On days when some dramatic scene unfolds, I fantasize about knowing what it feels like to only have to consider my needs…what it’s like to not have the drama that sometimes happens when you have a sibling with special needs. What it feels like to not have to constantly worry about your sibling and what will happen when you are no longer around. What it feels like to only be financially responsible for yourself. These days of desiring escape come and go…so far, I haven’t been able to make a run for it…too much guilt would pursue me…it would be like trying to run from my own shadow.