Dear Thelma: ‘My family calls me useless’

Dear Thelma,

I am a confused and miserable 18-year-old. I am the youngest child in the family, and have two elder brothers. Friends come to me for advice when they have problems, and I am very good at counselling them. I give them a shoulder to cry on, and help to wipe away their tears. I like to keep the people around me happy. Ironically, I have no one to turn to when I need help. I do not like to burden people with my problems, so I keep everything bottled up. No one knows the pain I have to endure every day.