I've struggled much of my life with chronic diseases that have left me with serious limitations and I live with my parents as a result. Of course because I live at home, I'm automatically deemed a loser by the majority of society so have nowhere to turn and it's been many years since I've had friends. I keep most of my thoughts to myself at home because my parents think chiropractic and other alternative medicine will fix any disease. 

If I need help with a ride to a surgery, I'm interrogated by one of them and told in various ways that it's unnecessary and that adjustments and these supplements will fix whatever problem that's ailing me whether it's something that requires surgery or an incurable autoimmune disease that has caused irreversible damage. I can't politely disagree without being subjected to anger, shunning, or acting like I'm betraying them or rebelling. They've never accepted that I no longer share their views on medicine and religion which wasn't even an option for me as a kid. I've never felt like they've wanted me to find things that make me happy or have friends I can relate to. Even when I was somewhat better when I was younger, they were only happy with me when I shared their beliefs (in part due to being pretty isolated) and did activities I was forced to do like Boy Scouts, sports, church stuff, etc.