Look at you. Look how alone you truly are.
No one cares what happens to you personally. You don't even care about yourself. Your brother is ashamed to be related to you so much, he won't even acknowledge your care for him. And who would blame him? Where were you when he needed you most? You were too weak. You succumb so easily, and why? Because you aren't worth anything. You let people walk all over you because you don't have any value in yourself, and the people around you agree. Denmark uses you. And you let it happen. As soon as your value runs out, you'll be thrown out. You're expendable. You look around you and you see all these people in your circle, but you aren't really there. Your absence wouldn't be missed. Surely Finland and Sweden wouldn't care, because you hardly even extend yourself to them. You were so afraid of getting hurt, you pushed the only people who might have given a damn about you away. Look how pathetic you are. No one loves you and you don't even have the capacity to love yourself. And you have no one to blame. No one made you this way.
You made yourself the mess you are.
And no one feels sorry for you.