So I’ve been really suicidal lately but it’s something that I only feel at my house. Is there like an actual thing where you’re depressed cuz of a certain surrounding? I have this friend and I love him to death and I know he loves me and cares for me so much and he agrees that this depression only occurs at my house. It’s like everywhere else I’m almost always perfectly fine and happy. I know someone loves me and cares for me and then I get home and I no longer believe anyone, not even my best friend when he tells me he loves me…is this weird? Does anyone have advice for me? I already do a ton of school activities (I’m in 10th grade) and am rarely at home…