About

There have been various problems in my life from childhood to this age. I used to think about every problem and that this is the last problem of my life. After that my life will be calm but it never happened. Thoughts of mental stress and mental distress. Thinking of unreasonable worries. This habit of thinking too much. I got it all as a family. My father also used to be very anxious. He used to suffer from mental stress. Were He was often worried about something. If he had any problem, his stomach would get upset. He would spend many hours in the bathroom. He had an IBS problem. I guess my dad also had IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) Depression, Anxiety, and OCD Problems. My father was a school principal by profession. He had only one hobby. He used to read all the time. He used to read a lot of books. Mehboob was a very soft-hearted person. My father’s nature was very sensitive and that is why he was always thinking and worrying. Because he always cared for others. My father loved all of us brothers and sisters very much. My friend would take care of us all night if we were sick. I was about ten years old when my older sister died. Months later my dad passed away and after that, I faced many difficulties. Everything that was easily found for the first time was appreciated after my dad passed away. All the relatives who used to wait for us for dinner used to see us and close the door of their house after the death of their father. These are the things that kept imprinting on me. I used to get anxious, I was getting older than me, I was realizing that relationships here are only with money, the one who has money has all the relationships, and the one who doesn’t have money has no relationship, this thing is inside me. The man she was changing from was a very small and innocent child

The thing that was changing the person inside me was a very small and innocent child who had reached his youth in search of his childhood but we did not find him anywhere since childhood. I lived in the village and we did not have the resources in the village in which we could work hard and manage the household expenses. I was very young. Conditions at home became very difficult. My mother decided that we should move from here to another city. Our own relatives were making space for us. Then one day I took all of us siblings to Lahore. When we came to Lahore, we found out that there is a lot of inflation here. My mother decided that she would hire herself to raise all of us siblings but the single mother’s job was not going to improve the situation at home so my sister also decided that she would work and my older brother The one who was only a 10th class student also thought that he would give his mother’s hand send my brother was very fond of bodybuilding. Whenever I come home from school he would make me stand by this line and he would go to hell. He would make me stand by the wheelbarrow and go to the gym. I didn’t like doing this job at all, meaning selling vegetables was a bad thing for me. I often told my mother not to do this, but my mother understood me

I used to feel inferior but what I did was my compulsion. Another compulsion was to stand on the road on cold winter nights and sell hot eggs on the streets, which bothered me a lot. Never wanted to

But at that time I had nothing to do

Reading was the worst thing I could do. I wanted to do something. I wanted to be something. My brother worked hard and my brother won the bodybuilding competition, but he also had many friends who were my brothers. One of my brothers jealous gave my brother medicine which upset his mental balance.

When my brother came home after the match, he started fighting with everyone as soon as he came home. He started hitting everyone. He bit my mother’s arm and hit me very hard. He got out and locked himself in the room. He kept screaming and shouting all night. His screams still echo in my ears. We were at our neighbor’s house but unfortunately, we couldn’t do anything. There was so much power that even ten people could not control it So we locked the door from the outside, locked the door, shouted and shouted, and everyone who went to him hit him so hard that neither the expert nor any of his relatives tried to catch him. Maybe in the morning the people of the neighborhood showed a lot of courage and managed to catch my brother and take him to the hospital. We went there and found out that our brother has gone insane. The doctor gave my brother various medicines which There was an echo of semi-consciousness. My brother used to take medicine but he remained unconscious…