Just Love Me

I've always wanted to impress my parents, I was a straight A student dribbling 2 jobs in between and would always help out around the house. I craved attention from my parents at a young age and would do anything to receive it. I developed an obsession to become perfect at everything I do weather it was learning to play an instrument or being able to speak a Foreign language. I would put in all this hard work just for them to notice but nothing. They where to busy in their own business to remember about me. I would feel isolated and alone and truly believed no one loved me. Never in my life had my parents mentioned that they loved me or they are proud of me. I don't know how being hugged feels like as The only close affection I ever received was when the nurses forced my mum to hold me in her arms. I became a miserable person after all these years and fell in deep depression, that one night I took a rope and hung myself, turns out all these years I've suffered with Delusional disorder a disorder where a person can't tell what's real or what's imagined. Have I been making everything up after all? Did my parents actually love me?