Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: When I was little, I was bullied. When I was a teen, I was ignored. Now, I'm the last option; the back-up, the safety net. I'm always there for them, but they're never there for me. For most of our interactions they ask where our other friends are, or could I help with something? It seemed our friendship would last forever, but after 4 years it's degrading; I'm being used. The way out seems clear but I cannot escape the grasp of my depression, my social anxiety, always wanting to blame myself. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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