I am not diagnosed but it was getting to the point where I felt that I needed help from someone so I told my parents. My stepdad tried to understand me for which I am really grateful for but he said it was weird for me to be like this when my life wasn’t as bad as other people. My mom said that it was unfair and I had no reason to feel that way because I had a perfect life and she went through so much worse. I knew that very well and that was exactly why I never wanted to tell her, but I thought she would have at least kept in mind that back when she had depression she inflicted a lot of pain upon me as well. My life definitely was not as bad as hers, but it was not at all perfect—she gave me so much trauma and it really hurt that that was all she said to me. She refused to even say anything else and it really hurt me because I thought she was someone who would understand me and be able to help because she went through it, yet she wasn’t there when I needed her most. Now I’m even more lost because I feel as though I need a specific reason for my feelings to at least be valid.