What motivates me in Life is my never ending conquest in my pursuit of happiness.From a young age I was a quiet child my family was not perfect, my mother and father had problems which could never be resolved,The atmosphere at home was foggy, it was a dark cloud looming over every ones heads for years.I often feel bad for my brother he was the first born the oldest in the family he had more experience with my dysfunctional family than any of my siblings he 'd experience it all,a cold distant father and a mother who wrapped him in a wool blanket to protect him from the reality of the family,to save him from the psychological torture my mother had endured but it just wasn 't enough he 'd soon in his life suffer from depression a battle that