Born into a wealthy family, I never knew my mother's love, as she passed away during my birth. Despite our affluence, her absence left a void in my life. I endured bullying in school and college, but I never sought sympathy. Instead, I accepted my fate.

My elder brother was the family's favorite, and our father showered him with attention and gifts. However, his marriage to a woman whose father was a family friend ended abruptly when he eloped with someone else. To honor his commitment, my father arranged my marriage to that same woman when I was 20, and she was 22. We shifted to her apartment in 2018, and I felt like a stranger in her world.

We didn't talk much, and our relationship was distant. She would wake me up in the morning, drop me off at college, and then head to her office. People would often say that I was living off my wife's money, and it felt true. We hardly ever met except in the mornings, and I felt like a burden to her.

I failed my 5th-semester exams and felt like ending my life. That's...