Questions over Questions

To think. To be able to breathe again.

Questions over questions. Asking myself again & again : Why? I remember when I was in England, I would be in my uncle's bathroom for quite some time. The bathroom is amazing. Small but yet cozy. I sat in the bathtub, thinking about answers to all my uncertainties. I cried as I thought about it because I found myself at a position that was neutral. I was neither right nor wrong. However, why did I deserve this? Until now, people reprimanded me for the way I am. The way I was born. 

No one ever thank me for the way I am or appreciate me for the way I am. Everyone just see the negative side of me. I never know what's wrong. I tried to change for the better but no one sees it. The people around me see that I am a girl who is just going to stay the way she is; stubborn & ignorant. 

Singers coming out with songs like : Born this way - Lady Gaga, Who You Are - Jessie J etc. Songs on loving the way you are. I asked myself why do I let people stomp my pride over? Is it because I did not love myself enough for people to show the slightest respect to me? 

Could that be the reason? 

Will there be a solution to solve this problem? And if there is, someone show me the way?