Before everything started, I was living a fairly normal life but was feeling somewhat hurt though, like experiencing an unknown sadness. I think it was because of this sadness that I was shy and not very open as a child. And that was slowly and slowly eating me deep inside. At that time, I never told what was bothering me and any way, at home they never seemed interested to listen to me. I never acknowledged all my feelings and grew older with all these inside, and although I wanted to express those feelings I could not.