So, when my father was alive, he had expectations for me. He would get mad if I didn’t reach them. One of them was being like my friends. At the time, my friend group was a trio. It had me, my best friend, and my other friend. They were smart and I was dumb. My father tried to starve me, almost got me kicked out of the house, and hit me with a metal rod. He said I would die because of him. Later, he did pass away. My mom runs the house and is not often home. She’s not making enough money and we can lose our home because of financial reasons. I’m getting bullied at school and have no friends. I was assaulted by some boys back then but no one helped. The news about the world around me kinda sucks too. I can’t go into detail about that. My uncle is being hunted by debt collectors. I’m so tired even though I really have no right to be. I tried to jump off a balcony once, and my mom and school got mad in fear I would ruin their reputation.