I have been hospitalized 8 times this year, and spent a month in rehab. I've lost all motivation, I lost nearly 30 pounds from not eating, I can barely leave my room, I don't want to see anybody. My parents keep yelling at me, calling me lazy, that I need to get a grip, and that they're going to kick me out if I don't change. The only thing that makes me do is feel worse. My mom blames me for her marriage problems (which is bullshit and not my problem). 

MULTIPLE doctors have told my parents I have severe depression and anxiety. But they still don't see it. If they kick me out I literally have nowhere to go. If I'm such a burden who would want me in their house anyway. I've already had small relaspes since rehab, but every day I want to use. 

How can you watch your son slowly wither away and just call him a lazy no good piece of shit?