the story of the second child of three brothers

hello guys! Greetings and friendly greetings to all my friends who I love, in this first meeting I will tell you a little about my life story which is full of twists and turns

I am not a writer, it is very difficult for me to pour out my heart in the form of writing or story directly, maybe my story below can be understood by you and my story.

I am the second child of three siblings, being a child in my position is very uncomfortable, for sure I only get a little love from my family, therefore I get to know more people who I make as my new family, I feel sweet and bitter in the family , starting from where my father lives as a migrant worker abroad even though I only get love from a father, not disappointed with my own family or angry, but why am I always considered wrong every time I do something, why am I the one being blamed🥺🥺? Am I this low in your eyes, maybe this is because of my current situation which cannot give anything to them. I am strong, I believe, I can, I have not given up, I will prove it, I will not give up, because every word of yours that hurts my heart I make it as my strength to keep moving forward, because humiliation and insults are the provision for me to be successful.

Now I only have friends who can cheer me up whenever I feel sad, thank you for friends who have been loyal to me, I will never forget you, here are some photos of my friends who are still loyal to accompany me.