That's the impression I get anyways and it sorta confuses me. This doesn't sadden me since I am too concerned with my own life to worry about another person's life, even my parents'. It confuses me for a number of reasons: 1. The world is full of "mistakes" and not-properly cared for children that are destined to grow up in their own way without the influence of roll-model parents. I admit, parenting must be hard. You all of a sudden have this living thing to care for. No one is expected to be perfect. It's a really hard thing. 2. They should have their own lives to worry about. It seems as though my lack of effort in life is bringing them down, when in fact, I feel as though I get quite a bit of work done in my life, despite the major bouts of depression and anxiety. When I'm not depressed or anxious, I'm always hard at work with something or learning new knowledge. I dont communicate with my parents well and I don't see this changing. However, I do want them to realize that my life is grand, despite what I am displaying to the world. What goes on inside my head is so much more than the emotions I express physically. I am moving out in two months so I feel as though this might add to their depressed feelings. I plan to move in with my grandparents who live 50hr+ from my current house. I feel it could be good there. I could see new places and meet new people, but I fear my parents will think that I am using my grandparents as father/mother-figure.