honestly whats pointwhen elementary school bullied suicidal thoughts told teacher led kid like mental hospital years later im  thought fine guess im not cousins grew love heart would anything dont like anymore dont know why never invite gatherings even talk unless parents tell say happy birthday me invite like family thing there ill told parents mom agrees dad always thinks im reacting never listens me mom sister well tell way treat us feel hell get mad us hell take anger mom leading argue sometimes fight ill always love cousins theyre family dont feel love them also never girlfriend never first kiss even held hands someone fucking sucks knowing im going die alone fucking sucks cant talk people ive made new friends hanging recently feel like dont deserve it feel like wasted space know problem big deal important compared others here whats point go knowing ill never satisfied knowing im gonna sad alone rest life