I was forced to move away from all my friends two years ago when my parent got a job across the country and was then rejected by someone who I thought loved me. I slipped into depression, and then it didn't get better. Now I have major depressive disorder and take antidepressants and anti psychotics just so I can keep a smile on my face and pretend I don't have suicidal thoughts every day. Despite this I still cry myself to sleep most nights. I started university right after I moved then COVID hit of course. My parents argue all the time then say I'm too sensitive when I try to confront them and I can't tell them I'm not okay because they just mope about it like I should be grateful for my existence. They wanted two kids but got twins the second time around so now I exist. All I can think about is how that person I loved who said they thought I was their soulmate broke my heart. I haven't told anyone because I'm so afraid of being hurt again and now I'm becoming succesful at and praised for not showing my emotions by my dad.