I don't even know where to start I've become such a mess. I'm on antidepressants, and my knuckles are full of bruises. My mother is asking me to get a haircut, but I can't because there are marks on my forehead from hitting my face as a punishment to force myself to study and control my overwhelm. I can't handle this pressure, but as my father's only son, my grades were the main reason my parents were proud of me. I believe my education can improve our standard of living, but I'm unable to meet their expectations. It's not that simpleI want to, but I just can't. Why did I give them false hope throughout my life when I can't do anything right now I'm in Class 12th, having panic attacks even on medication. Also my friend called me today , i am not going to coaching since last month because of my migraine and due to migraine maybe I developed anxiety or panic attack issues but yaa he called me and like taunted me how I wasted this my year, now I'll not be able to go to college I wanted to