Pros And Cons Of Being Unbreakable

“Unbreakable”
I come from a family that went through a lot and never had much money, but we have always been able to see and move past our troubles. Like most families, we had a lot of problems and maybe more than some.Over the course of my life the storm has always seemed to push against me. I have learned that adversity and hardship are inevitable, but I call myself lucky because my siblings and I have learned to value a treasure that not many people have the advantage of claiming, each other. I have learned that when stumbling upon struggles and misfortunes many families fall apart, believing that giving up will aid their problem. My sisters and I have become closer and rely on each other more than anyone could possibly understand. My sisters

and I are sticks of a bundle and this makes us unbreakable.
Around the year I turned nine years old my dad lost his job as a Police Officer. He had been working in the force since before I was born and the sudden loss of income hit my family hard. Eventually my mother told my sisters and I why he was fired; he had developed an addiction to painkillers. This addiction began to get worse after he was fired, to the point my sisters and I were terrified of him. We could no longer look him in the eye like we always had. Eventually my grandfather and my uncle were able to get him into rehabilitation, leaving my mother to take care of us three girls for a while.
We struggled with money and costs constantly, but never went without food on the table. My mother loves us all and did everything to put our needs first, even when she struggled with her own happiness. My sisters and I slowly started to become close to each other, more than a nine year old, a thirteen year old, and a sixteen year old ever would have. We became dependent on each other in order to keep stress off of my mother. We grew up more than someone our age should and began to take care of each other and help around the house more than usual. I was a nine year old who became more mature than most young adults.
My father came back and after a while got a new job, and we began to get back up on our feet. My sister and I never lost our closeness and to this day we have always been there for eachother. I have a feeling that will never change. We will never break or be destroyed because sticks of a bundle are unbreakable.