We as people are always controlled by the conditions we live in. So, I am not an exception among all others. Many events take place in my life like all. These events have impacted my personality, which is normal thing but I see that this impact is so influential on me. For example, the refusal of my siblings, since I was born, was so clear and I don't think that there is someone on this earth has lived the same situation before. This feeling has made from me a person, who either explicitly or implicitly doesn't accept being the tenth child in my family. Besides, their neglegance of me when I immigrated to Europe. My suffering doesn't stop here but also when I came back home. I sometimes try to change this view towards them but I can't. There is an effort beyond me that always pushes me to remember all what they have done. Even though my little family tries to help me to change in vain they can't.
