I've started to doubt on myself even more now, i have a sibling who loves flexing his achievements. he has many friends unlike me. he is an extrovert and can easily interact with the people outdoor. Looking at the perfection he has in his life makes me feel worthless, offcourse i love him and he loves me back too and i want him to be happy always, but this wierd personality that I have is making me sick of existing. i don't have people to talk to, i have zero skills, i don't have any hobby, i don't have any interests and i don't know why but it's very disappointing. I know that I'm not boring but i don't have anything to prove that. Hope someone would relate with whatever i feel!