I could go on forever about all the loss in my life but I'll keep it brief, I had my best friend commit suicide, after that I decided to work for my dad and after only 8 short months my dad passed away from a heart attack and after only a few more years I lost another 6 friends all to suicide or drug overdose. Many of these friends me and my twin brother were the last people they ever talked to, my twin brother even found another of our friends passed away last year from a drug overdose. (we knew this guy since we were three years old) I recently moved away but I can't shake these feelings of just hating myself for not being able to save even one of my friends. somedays my emotions just completely overwhelm me and it keeps me from succeeding in life. Recently I had a conversation with my mom about what she called "the worst thing her and my dad ever did when they were raising their kids" it was about one night after a long fight between me, my twin and my parents where they decided to drive us to a foster home and told us we will get kicked out of the family, that experience really fucked me up for a long time and revisiting it after all these years and hearing my mom talk about it like it didnt matter really made me get upset and feel like a totally worthless person