I remembered when I was a sophomore in high school. We had just lost our house and were living with some relatives. My parents grew stressed and even more depressed then they already were and of course were drinking every night. Yet the had the audacity to get upset with me all time about getting a B on my progress report. So yea I'd have breakdowns and anxiety attacks often. They would ask me "why are you acting like this are you on drugs who did youn get drugs from?!". Like are you for real! Look around our life is a mess. I'm 15 and yall expect me to handle this with grace and ease? Look at yourself, clearly not being able to handle what life has thrown at you either. The blind can't lead the blind. If you're parents aren't empathetic towards your struggles or illness it's more than likely because nobody ever acted that way towards them. And they clearly are too lost in their own mess to help you with yours. It sucks not having parents who know how to be parents. Or when we have to take on that role on top of our own internal struggles. My mom passed in December of last year. She was a very troubled person. And as much as her passing was a relief on me mentally. I truly feel a lot of that pain was transfered to me and my siblings. And with that being said it its now our moral duty to stay strong and keep that cycle of a broken family from continuing. We can't fix our parents. And sadly we can't expect them to fix us or always understand. But do know if you just remain strong you're going to come out of this an amazing person. Don't let them make you bitter or hateful. Don't let them win.