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You don't talk too much, Crocus. And you weren't a horrible child because you didn't go to your parents when you had something bad happen. And bullying is a bad thing to happen. Parents can be really kind, and parents do things like kissing ouchies and things like that. Some don't. That doesn't mean they don't care. Some just show it in different ways. Then, some parents just aren't good parents. I'm glad your parents were good. But not talking to them doesn't make you bad. Just less trustful in people than another person who trusts too much. I feel like I'm rambling. Sorry.
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This is, and will always be my life. 
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