Is it normal that my parents hate me? (sarcasm in post, sorry)
I don't mean this in a figurative way, they really don't like me. I suppose, as parents, they're inclined to love me, (and I'm not even sure about that anymore,) but I know they don't love me. I've overheard them when they talk about me. The other night, my dad was taking my younger brother to soccer, and my mom said, "You have to take her, she cannot stay here" to which my dad replied, "But she's embarrassing." My parents aren't young, they don't get easily embarrassed, but apparently I'm enough to make them feel that way. My dad did take me, and I ended up feeling really depressed, and my dad's really nice, he was pointing things out to me, and he even got me ice cream, which only made me feel worse about myself. I sulked and cried for the entire 4 hours I was with him, and more when I got home. I'd cried so much my eyes were swollen this morning. I think I suffer from some kind of depression. I've cut myself, but not badly, I hardly ever draw blood. It just makes me feel better to see some sort of mark, like that somehow made up for how awful I've been. The thing that keeps me from confirming my depression is the fact that whenever I'm not reminded of my family, i.e. with other people, I'm not depressed at all. Friends would describe me as a hyper, sarcastic, funny, loving person. The opposite of depressed. I know it's awful to think of, but I'm only depresses around my family, and even then it's not because of them, it's because when I'm around them, I'm reminded of all the awful things I've done to them. I'm mean to all of them, I lie, I never interact with them when given the choice. I just don't know what to do. So, I guess my question is, am I suffering from some kind of depression, despite the fact that I'm happy away from my family/thoughts of them?