Well i lived in all forms urban, rural you name it. Plus i lived in the bad country where you have no tv and only dail up Internet with nothing but work all day because everyone thinks your a slave and that you should do all of the work, all in a failling apart house. I worked until my fingers bled man, than after that i just got sick of it and said you do your own damn work, because my cousin got everything, my dad and grandma did nothing at all, and my dad is perfect shape to do most of the work like i was. All the while i was treated like trash and ontop of that doing all of the work, fixing, feeding, digging six foot holes in ground that was as hard as steel. On top of that i was the nicest guy in the house. So i just got sick of it, rebeled made them yell at me but he it felt damn good to get under their skin and smile.
The only good thing from that whole mess is that i became extremly strong and ended up built like a tank. Some of my friends here call me iron man. Dutch got nothing on me man.