My self ...!

Now who was I? 

I was the son of a hardworking middle class teachers, whom whole life was planned on the success of their children.

I did my school well, attended the class well, never misused or missed any classes. Basically, none done out of ordinary and according to format asked for.
Now, where am I, what am I ?
Struggling with never ending list of needs and commitments, basically, a given 24 hours is somewhat overworking shift clubbed with disappointment of not meeting and receiving the required share end up, fall of short.
But i'm alive, yet to live day after another, do the best i can to the very extent.