As stupid and shallow this can sound, I never thought myself that I would be writing this. "No one cares" everyone says that as soon as they feel bad. I'm not that type, and I seriously mean it. I grew up to be all positive with "friends" and "family". First step towrds realizing that I was worthless were my 'friends". After backstabbing me throughout the years, I realized that I never had a real friend, not one. And it's still the same till now, moving to whatever "love life" I have, I am really close to that guy, and to be honest, I really believed that he cared about me, he made me feel loved, and for that I owe him, but he gave up on me too. I turned to my family, thanking God for them. But hey, even the people that supposedly love me the most in this world were ready to spit whatever bad words they had on me, and always blame it on me, and spoil my other two brothers, left with me, "the maid". My big brother is studying in the UK, and hasn't asked about me once. And when all these feelings come crashing together, I don;t think anyone could take it, it hurts, it hurts a lot, but I know I'm not the only one, I lnow people went through this, and I need any advice.
I don't want to seem like a crying brat, I'm much wiser than this.