What I'm going to tell you next is my own story.
My life is very short and I have done very few wrong things. Just one thing is enough to ruin my life.
I have been his brother for life, just a brother.
I kept to myself, never broke the rules, and never did anything to blaspheme my identity. I tried my best to play the role of his brother, and I was in agony and miserable. I rarely think about the meaning of my existence because I am afraid that the final answer is that I should have died long ago.
In my short life, I never got anything I wanted, and when I died, I just turned into a handful of dust.
From then on, there was one less humble sacrificer in the world, but only one more grave.
BE Orthopedics
Purpose: Seek hope