How am i meant to talk to people around me who say i can. When i know they're struggling as well. When i know some of them have bigger problems then me and are feeling stressful. Then why should it be important for them to stop and listen when i know they have other things on their mind as they should. Why do i feel like the victim in life when I'm not even experienceing the trauma and am simply the individual who hears about the family drama and traumas. Sure i may have an autistic anger issued dad. Sure that effects me but hes not diagosed. therefore it doesnt count. therfore i live in a normal family. Why should my depression be prioritised in the family when my aunt was just sent to a maxium security jail. How can i have so many emotions about small things constantly. I mean a majority of people in life have depression and anxiety. When do you know its severe. When do you know you should take medicenes. Why can't i just be normal. Why is life so hard for me but for others its easy. Do they go through as much anxiety and depression as me. Why do i get so stressed. why. i dont know. why do i otherthink the smallest things.Why. if i'm struggling this much in life as a teenager when everything is already provided in life by my parents of food and housing. Imagine when i have to stand on my own two feet alone. It's not too far away. When i have to deal with rent payments. How can i survive that when i feel like i can't even survive this. I mean im not special. Everyone has issues their lives. It's not like mine mean more just cause half my family are drug addicts and abusive. Some families go through cancer. Lose a loved one. I mean sure there's people in my family on the streets. Children in foster homes. Uncles who have commited suicide. but why is it affecting me so much. its not like im the one on the streets. its not like im the child in a stranger house. Yet i feel so hurt for my family memebers. When its not even my story. but yet my life still feels like its falling apart. What is wrong with me???