Turns of Fate - Rough Times

First of all, let me say I am super happy with my physical health at the moment. 
My arm is feeling better and the pain is mostly absent.
I feel blessed.

On the other side of the coin, my mental health has been taking a beating.
It sounds kind of stupid writing it down.
There is uni, then work (where I often feel unappreciated), then the last few weekends at home with my parents have been so tough.

There is nothing vicious or aggressive happening, but it is just repeated instances of them not communicating or listening to me.
And I only have so much reserve. It breaks me down.
I get depressed, I can't study, and I loose the weekend trying to keep myself moving enough to get into the next week.
I am struggling so much, I feel like I'm being pushed around from all angles and there is no place of respite.

I feel like no one wants to hear me, to listen to me.

I have been through worse, fought bigger and more powerful monsters, but pain is pain.

I just want to be heard, to feel happy enough to be able to study and enjoy it.

I hope next weekend is a non-confronting one.

Ideally: I would be able to fall into the arms of someone I feel calm and safe with. Who I can just talk and have them listen. Then laugh with them and move into more happy head space.

Unfortunately, there are very few people who I feel actually listen when I talk (people have different styles of communicating and only a few people I personally know match me on this).

What I can do: Make sure people who talk to me feel like they are being heard (I don't want others to feel like I do at the moment). 

Side note: I am coming off Lyrica at the moment, which is known to cause depression and suicidal thinking. But as one of my friends put it "You may be making mountains out of molehills, but the molehills are still real." (This was really nice and balanced to hear).