Okay...a friend of mine...made a life story thing....And...I wanna tell him, mine.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So, when i was little I saw my biological mother...in a faint memory...She was cheeting on my actual father...and they were MARRIED...so when I looked back to that faint memory...I thought..."am i adopted?". For TEN years I thought the same thing...now I live in my grandparents house...you know how, grandparents are (from what i heard) always nice? well...mine aren't...they only say they love me when i do something for them. My grandfather even said...directly to me, that he loved my brother more than me, a lot more...I know that my family has had a hard life in the past...even now, but Seriously...you DON'T tell a child that she/he isn't loved the same as EVERONE else...so that's when i got sad...then that sadness, turned into depression...to the point where i started to hurt myself...I still do...I even have points where i want to die