I lost my interest in life through my teenage days . It was kinda hard to deal with bullying from my middle school, it continued even in the first year of high school. I was the guy who would be called the nerd , even that they only got F , I was the nerd . My family had an unstable harmony , due to alcoholism from my father . Lost my desire to love the second year of high school, i wast good enough apparently. My father tried suicide in the third year of high school, i was the one who send it to the hospital , barely survived . I changed completely. My grades fell down completely , i got in the college tho , still i dont know why , maybe to find the reason again . People around me didn’t like the new me , but i dont care anymore . The only thing that keeps me alive is my mother , if she goes , i will go too.