Pov: you're parents still call you lazy when really you're depressed. You get good grades, you've always had good grades. You never bother them with your emotions, you just ask them to take you somewhere every once in a while but you're still seen as lazy. You try your best every day but you barely have the energy to even exist. So you just listen to music, eat, and detach from reality wondering if you'll ever be loved without consequence.
