its hard to define ,no one will even understand specially my brother.who was my only support group.but I was wrong.
I'm not a loser,the situations made me do so...I was been tortured by all sides the, school was a big headache no friends,attitudes in the veins of students,teachers were strick.My family was not on good side they never trusted me,somewhere my back faults were the reasons yes I accept that even I have apologized for that but nothing changed their behavior. I was in class 11th science an average in acedmics,with no true friends I created a fake world of my own. day by day my depression was increasing I was turning into a mad and above all this when my mom use to blame me for no reason and taunting me for my past mistake that use to turn my situation pathetic somewhere I was dying slowly I don't want to get mad so I tried hurting my self with blades it help me at some point to regain my senses.I used this method many time when ever I was out of my nerves.slowly my fake world help me get out of the depression now I don't use these tricks.yes I used them before but believe me situations made me do so I M NOT A LOSER BROTHER...