My parents never cared about me. My brother was perfect, I was trash. Always.
It was like "Your brother will get everything while you´ll stand in the background, watch him being happy, watch him laughing at you, watch us being proud of him. And then you´ll watch us yelling at you, beating you, treating you like shit because you did a mistake".
My grandparents raised me. Mainly my grand-dad. He was always there for me. Gave me hope, power, everything I needed.
Then we moved when I was 11. Nobody cared about how I felt like. People at school didn´t accept me because I didn´t speak the language well. Then I changed my school. All of the people seemed to be the same. Selfish.
My grand-dad died when I was 13. All the hopes I´ve had, all the love I ever felt, all the trust in people was burried with him at once.
I don´t hope for a better life. I know it´ll always be shit.
I can not trust people. I don´t even trust my friends.
If someone will tell me, they love me, I´ll push them away because I´m too scared to lose again. I´m so scared, I don´t let myself feel love. Just to protect myself from all the pain.
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