Hey everyone.

I'll get straight to the point. I'm tired of people not understanding me. I'm tired of my parents not understanding me. I struggled with six to seven years of chronic anxiety and depression. I withdrew socially, was completely apathetic, had no hobbies, and was miserably depressed. I could not tell you how many times I cried every day my freshman and sophomore year of college (currently a junior) and felt completely hopeless and helpless. Did my parents offer any support? Yes. They told me to, "Cut it out." and thought I was doing it to myself on purpose and was in control of my emotions. I wanted to see a Psychiatrist, or a counselor, and my mother would proceed with the usual B.S., "You're not getting a pill!" I didn't want a pill. I wanted to not suffer anymore. I wanted someone to help me work through my problems. My dad would say (as an insult) "Maybe I should get you a ******* psychiatrist!"

I hate them. The dog was depressed yesterday, and they knew ASAP something was wrong. With me, they swept it under the rug. This really ticked me off. I also do not go out socially. I do not go out at all and my parents make me feel guilty of that, telling me I have no life and bla bla. Tell me I am 'wasting the best years of my life' to school. I do very well academically at college (straight-A student) and by means, these grades ARE my full-time job and they can't see that. I love school. I love to learn. But then again, I'm not partying on the weekend and getting wasted.

I just don't feel as though my parents support me. I don't feel as though they relate to me at all.