🔥 My childhood friend, from a young age, was "the kid everyone else’s parents wish they had."

His mother would scold him when she lost at mahjong and went home; he would fetch her foot bath water.
His father, drunk, would smash cups; he would kneel down to pick up the glass shards.
The whole family praised him for being sensible, mature beyond his years, and destined for success.
Now he's 32 years old.
Last month at a dinner gathering, his boss called and asked him to work overtime on the weekend to revise a PowerPoint presentation, and he said "Okay."
When colleagues took credit for his work, he said "No problem."
When his year-end bonus was cut in half, he said "Maybe I didn't do well enough."
I asked him why he didn't fight for it.
He was stunned: "If I fight for it... would that make me seem immature?"
As a child, he overused his sense of maturity, and now he only has a face that can't refuse anything.
Later, I heard his medical report came back, showing severe depression.
His parents scolded him over the phone: "We raised you all these years, what reason do you have to be depressed?"
He said nothing, hung up the phone, and changed his phone wallpaper from a family photo to a black screen.