I’m age 15F, if you don’t want to hear about my whole life story, no worries, just scroll or swipe away idrk how this works. I guess I should start when my mom had passed in a car wreck that my cousin, brother, and I were in. My mother had passed with horrible injuries, my cousins arm mantled, my brothers nose broken, and I was left unscathed except for a mild breathing problem. I always think back to that day and wonder if it was my fault. For not being selfless enough, not praising my mother enough, or just not pointing out the car that had been on the same lane as ours, yet they were going the wrong way-straight toward us-on the road. I parent myself in more ways than 1, I’m constantly isolated in my room sometimes I don’t talk to others for months irl, and I’m treated differently because of being a girl, such as my brothers actions like bringing girls inside being overlooked, but when I had brought a boy in, I was severely lectured. I will end this here and continue on in another.