What about ... I?

I was born from a Thought and The Insanity, I grew between Doubts and I died on the Truth.
I do not know who I really am, but I do know part of my story

My parents were a Thought and  The Insanity, Doubts are my sisters and No one became my stepfather.
When a thought knew about me, he ran away ...
No one loved me when a thought left me, No one raised me, No one took care me, but I did not love No one, I loved The Insanity more than No one
sorry, that's too much for now
No one met  The Insanity shortly after. No one loved  The Insanity with fervor. afterwards No one took care of me because  The Insanity could not alone.
I grew between Doubts, my sisters. They were good, maybe a little annoying, but wich sisters aren't annoying?, well, through Doubts I met the truth, Truth is beautiful when you know her...
I was the lover of Truth, although her was dressed quite rare and almost No one recognizes her ...
since I met Truth I didn't need much more, but Oblivion played me a trap and now the Remember is far from me ...
The last thing I heard is that I died in the arms of Truth ...