traurige Erinnerung an meine Kindheit

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Looking at my life, I rarely seem to have any close friends. I mean I do have real friends (around 4) whom I can say my best friends and like sisters to me. But major part of my life, I’ve always felt like I’m unwanted…

Even among my family members, I felt like I still don’t belong somewhere. That security and comfort, I almost don’t feel it, be it in school, at work, or at home.

Perhaps it’s just better to be as cold and as emotionless as a plant. It might have been better…

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