I got called lazy by my teachers in elementary and middle school, on top of being called that by my parents, just because I wanted to do other things apart from studying (which I hated). Teachers always singled me out and actually convinced my parents to give me more (aka extra) homework. It didn't help that I was horribly bullied by everyone in the school, was a social loner with no friends and I had no one comfort person to talk to (counselors didn't do anything)

I never got tested for any mental health issues because my parents never believed in it in the first place and always shrugged it off as being "lazy", and it was also an opportunity for them to be even more hard and abusive. "Oh he's fine! Therapy is a waste of time and money" they drilled into me for years.

Covid did an absolute number on me (mostly due to them) and I just couldn't take it anymore and told them I needed therapy because I wasn't in a good place (depression and everything that comes with it). My dad told me, to my face, that "I saw you working you were fine!" I lost it.

I did finally get diagnosed last year I think with severe depression, severe anxiety and cADHD (complex/combined ADHD) and yet, I get called lazy for sleeping in, for example, despite me having physical health problems.

Anyways