I worked, overcame the issues i had and got ready to help people with similar issues, but i was young and naive. There are no issues and people with suffering with keep suffering. I have been damaged beyond a point where it has become difficult to live. Had it not been the family, i would've had no reason to live. I overcame my fear, and for that i was told that i'm a psychopath. I've lived my life with integrity, and loved everyone in my life with deepest of my feelings. This is an unfortunate end to a mammoth struggle which can't even be defined. People die everyday and i will also die, what hurts me the most is the reminder of the Herculean struggle i've done. World was not for me and now i know this. I was just the opposite of everything i was portrayed as, but it won't matter anyway and anyhow. The damage has been done, my image has been tarnished. It's just that my self image has not been harmed and that keeps me happy.