You always tried your best to do what they wished. You tried to be the best you could. You really did, but it was useless. No matter how smart you were you’re compared to Tim and how he’s the smartest. You won’t ever pass his iq. You try to be strong and flexiable but you’re topped by Dick who’s always better as the first robin and the oldest and the most well trained. You tried to be brutal to be scary tried to act like a good son that could also be a vigilante but you’re outdone by Jason, and damian, computer work outdone by Barbara. So you stopped

you stopped trying, losing more motivation to go on. You were once figured a purpose is to make a parent proud right? Not once have you ever made a Bruce proud, you always stayed up by other’s achievements. So what’s the point of life? What’s the point of Bruce? What’s the point of all this.

you ended up breaking down and venting to a teacher, a person you trusted, someone you hoped would help you, someone who would understand and care for you, someone who would encourage you. But you were frozen when you were called to the office at the end of the day, and in there was Bruce. And your teacher, the principal, the school therapy woman..