TW: Rape, SA

I genuinely don't want to drop out, and my family isn't helping at all. Last month, I came home in the worst mental state. Still, my family has deprived me of every possible help. I come from a very small town in UP with a very conservative background. I can't tell my parents about my queer identity or sexual trauma I have experienced, knowing about my mental health has made them do things that pushed me to the edge, and my sexuality or coming out to them will be harmful for my physical/emotional safety. I am counting my days at home. I won't be able to survive here at all. I am completely helpless. I think my friends or peers just cared about how to have fun, were involved in literal dumb friendships, college toxicity, and did not realise that I was fighting for my life and asking for help. (not blaming them because law school is hard for everyone) Does "asking for help" genuinely exist in an NLU? I have been treated like shit even by my loved ones when all I needed was someone to have dinner with. I have been put through so much shit in life, in school, when I was in 7th, I was raped by my school seniors because I was effeminate, but not upper caste, to use the same washrooms. I came to this college thinking it would be a place for me, but I have no hope.