My preferred style is to write in first person, so I always have to play around with possible narrator voices until I find something that works.
Childhood doesn't have to be perfect, and children don't have to be beautiful. From a bit of grit may grow a pearl, and if pearl production doesn't materialise, the outcome will still be preferable to the shallowness of vanity.
I know my parents loved me - they certainly did everything they could for me - but displays of affection were kept on a distinctly low flame.
The word 'carer' makes me think of someone with a nylon overall and a long list of 'clients' to wash before she finishes her shift. A companion was something unique. A kind of live-in friend.