I've been super confused for the longest time and I don't know if I hate or love my parents at the same time. Or can I call them my parents? I don't even know anymore. What they did to me and my younger brother was so painful and left me with so many mental health issues, but I can tell they love us and sort of try to be good parents. I don't know who to blame or if I should even blame anyone, and it's been super hard to handle everything without any help. I know I should seek out help, especially since I'm literally still a teen, and I know this might be an unpopular opinion, but it's just that I would rather keep everything to myself then have my parents or friends worry about me when they already have a lot of problems themselves that they are also struggling with. It's like my brain is fighting against itself in my head, and both sides are losing the battle. -SHer