I never thought losing someone so important in life would lead to a low self-esteem. It sucks and hurts so much listening to other people's stories. They complain that the parents do this and that. And I would speak very silently to myself, "At least you have one to complain about."
The feeling is killing me. It never gets better.
I am all handicapped now. It's almost literally like walking with a foot. Though I may seem okay on the surface, I actually take offense everytime you mention about it. :'(
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