The Story of a broken Child

Prolog

Wtf?

How are we supposed to live? Why are we in this world? Why are some of us better of? Why do we feel this way?

We all have some secrets, Burdens nobody can see. People might be jealous of other people not knowing what actually goes on in their life.

Well how are we supposed to deal with our trauma? Especially when you were taught from a young age that talking about ehat happens behind closed doors is like betraying your family, that it won't make things better ...

This somehow is my story because who could I talk to better then some strangers. Let's see how this turns out.