It's hard to live in my own house. My parents won't ever going to understand nor they care enough about mental health. I spent most of my free times, like weekends or holiday in my room, struggling with my depression and will to live, it's hard to bring myself to do something, to eat, bath, and my parents would just yell and called me lazy. They'd force me to comes out and it was overwhelming. They wouldn't even want to listen to me talking about their behavior and that i was hurting, they just said i was being dramatic. They don't know how much i tried to drown myself in the bathtub. I'm not wished for them to dead, or be replaced, i just want them to at least see their own child and try to understand.