My dad died when I was 12. Now, I live with my younger brother and my mother. My brother is 3 yrs younger than me but he’s so full of aggression that he always manipulates me. He always acts like the elder one. He always criticises me for my looks and my body. He’s just 15 and he doesn’t even hesitate to hit me with anything he finds handy. Whenever I post something on Instagram, he’s like no one will check your stories. He curses me every day. All I do is smile and ignore. And when I do so, he never stops saying that I’m such a kid and calls me autistic. I’ve developed such a toxic relationship with him that sometimes makes me forget how much I love him. I feel like I’m such a stupid brat. I know it’s not my fault but I feel like the culprit every single time. Al I wanna do is die but something tells me to live. I want to live but I’m tired of living this way. I’m so broken. Because of my own brother I’m afraid to even talk to anyone. I don’t know what has happened to that lively child which was inside of me. I miss my dad.