I am currently 20-years old. I have suffered from depression and anxiety since I was 14-years old.

For as long as I can remember, people have rejected me. When I was a teenager, I was a good, nice kid. I was helpful to others but unfortunately did not receive the same respect from them. My 'friends' I would hang out with at lunch and in class would routinely schedule things to do outside of school without me, and would even do it in front of me. Everyone at school thought I was a loser, loner which obviously contributed to my depression. I would want to talk to others but wouldn't be interested. They would say I am everything---stupid, weak, every name in the book you name it. It wasn't one person it was a group of people. It hurt me so much. Sorry for this rant, but I needed to add some background info that this was something that happened for a very long time. I was very much alone.

In College, same B.S. People love to compliment on my life, saying I have no life no nothing. I am still a loner. I'm not trying to feel bad about myself. Please don't think this is a pity party but a need to vent because no one will understand me then others on here who went through some sort of depression.

My parent's weren't very supportive. They would in some ways reinforce the harsh words I was told in school by others that made me feel alienated. For example, my father would say I am not strong, etc. My stupid brother of course has to add his B.S. in, say I'm not coordinated or lack complete athletic ability. Him and his dumb friends of course make fun of me for having 'no life'. EVERYONE says I have no life. My stupid mother on top of it has to add 'you have nothing' (in terms of social life) and told me once I looked like crap and to 'fix myself up.' I'm sick and tired of this B.S. and feel like I'm never enough. I'm tired of people judging me. I understand as a 20-year old male I am not the strongest alpha-male on the planet; however, I think I deserve some sort of damn respect.

It just sucks. My parent's are not bad people---they pay for things I need. However, I know they judge me and I hate it so much.

Over the summer, I was prescribed an antidepressant that worked wonders. I was interested in things again that I haven't been interested in years. My parents noticed my changed behavior. However, they never questioned what caused my depression and that makes me more furious. I wanted to punch them in the face because they didn't seem to care at all. I think I will forever hate them for that.

Sorry for the rant, guys. Emotionally, my parent's weren't there for me. They made it worse if anything. For monetary support, they were there. If it was my choice, I'd rather have the roles reversed: parents who were there for you emotionally. If they struggled financially that was OK as long as they didn't judge me.

I just feel like I'll be alone for a while. Everyone on facebook seems to have 10,000 friends, a spouse, a significant other, on vacation, whatever. It makes me feel really low.

I apologize for the HUGE rant guys. I hope you can understand. I've just about struggled emotionally my entire life, and I don't think it ever ends. Good days and bad days.