Problems Everywhere

Hi, I'm uploading the topic because I need to unload everything you will find out below. As a child I was very involved in programming, I was unsurpassed and many people have wondered me from social networks, during which my parents just did not show any interest .. just a server in a game or they did not know what I was doing. They are from the best parents, they try to be very good, they behave perfectly with me and let me play them, but they do not have constant arguments, etc. By the age of 14 I was full of social problems. - very anxious, I left myself to the others, they considered me mega stupid, and I was the person with the most opportunities. When they asked me something, I was silent out of shame, because before I was just fighting and I had learned nothing but to be silent, because no one sleeps for me. In addition to my skills, I developed very quickly on social networks, but there was a time when things were declining there too, people were gone, my best friend also disappeared from there, we were very good friends, one day we had to see each other live, no he lived so far away. Some may think of me as a mild psycho, for one reason or another, and it just kills me from the inside, I try to fix every problem, many times successfully, but in the end always new. I did so much for people and in the end what? They were fucking, I didn't do it for them anyway, but for myself ... everything is so fucking and then what I fought for. Thanks to those who read. one day we had to see each other live, he didn't live that far away. Some may think of me as a mild psycho, for one reason or another, and it just kills me from the inside, I try to fix every problem, many times successfully, but in the end always new. I did so much for people and in the end what? They were fucking, I didn't do it for them anyway, but for myself ... everything is so fucking and then what I fought for. Thanks to those who read. one day we had to see each other live, he didn't live that far away. Some may think of me as a mild psycho, for one reason or another, and it just kills me from the inside, I try to fix every problem, many times successfully, but in the end always new. I did so much for people and in the end what? They were fucking, I didn't do it for them anyway, but for myself ... everything is so fucking and then what I fought for. Thanks to those who read.