I know right? It's so upsetting. When I was younger, my dad took my door away because I was too depressed to clean it. I was never diagnosed with depression, but I feel like it was pretty damn obvious I was struggling with it. My parents would constantly complain about how I spend all day in my room, how I never wanted to spend time with anyone, etc etc. It's silly, because they also brought up how I wouldn't open up to them. Why the hell would I open up to them about having depression when they'd probably just go, "you need to stop believing everything you see online." Their thought process is ridiculous imo. Every time I've tried to open up to them, I was met with the same responses. I never tried to mention depression, since like... no. Once I brought up the possibility of me having ADHD, and another time how I might be autistic. They said I was "too smart" and that I "wasn't sick." And they also told me to stop believing everything I see online. It sucks, because every now and then they'll jab at me about how I search things up and then trust them too much, despite how often I tell them that I do hours of research (I've given up on trying to convince them though).
Ooooh, I just realized, if they actually took my depression seriously, they would've probably just forced me to go to church more. That's scary, good thing I never said anything lmao