Damn, these are getting hard! Hmm... I've never really had many heroes.
I think if I had one it would have to be my Aunt. When I was a kid, I thought she was awesome. The "fun Aunt" who had lots of money, a great marriage, her own successful business and loved to enjoy life. As I grew up I discovered she really had none of that. In reality she was an alcoholic, in an abusive relationship who was really miserable inside.
Yeah, I know that one is kinda short and rough, but I've always been the "my own hero" kind.