The story I make up for myself is the story of being a hero. I want to be the person that makes sad people happy again but it seems that I'm not meant for that. I started to tell myself this story after my brother died, so I could help people not kill themselves or hurt themselves. I've been trying to be this person and help people but I just don't seem to help anyone at all. I've helped my friends recently and that makes me feel better, but I'm not completely living up to the legend that I want to be. I am trying to change this tale in my head to something different, because this doesn't work for me.
