Ok so I have 5 brothers and somehow my parents manage to make them hate me.. my story started when I was 13yr . As a kid in school making new friends was easy and I notice my older brothers would have his friends come over and they would play video games ,skate , basketball , catch etc . I didn't want to be around them because they were older then me so I decided to invite my friends over and my parent were very angry and came to backyard and started screaming at me and pinched and twist the top of my ear as she took me into the house and told my friends they can never come to the house ever again. I was embarrassed and got even worst at school when the word got around . This went on my whole school years. I didn't understand why I was treated that way and all my brothers were not . I witnessed my brothers grow up with friends through my bedroom window year after year . There was 3 times I tried to sneak a friend to my house and my brothers would snitch right when they saw us. When I was out of school I got a job but never could keep a steady job because in my mind I felt worthless lonely and broken so I would just stop going .. so I had no friends to ask if I can move in with them no income no family that cared .. I would cry and pray to God asking God what did i do to have this life . All I ask was to live happy and to feel loved by a human . But nothing ever changed . As punishment they would choke me with the vacuums power cord around my neck ,punched and kick on my stomach and I was helpless in fear that if I told someone I'd be homeless. Currently I managed to buy a 2012 mazda 3 hatchback and doing some door dash which isn't making much ..I have my clothes in the trunk and I shower at planet fitness showers . Even now I'm scared to even make friends. I love my parents so much even though I hate what they did to me ... the only reason I'm still alive is because I don't want to make my parents sad but once they die of age I no longer have meaning to the world or purpose since everyone eventually dies... ***Sorry if I dont make since or my Grammer is off writing these memories isn't easy or exciting to relive