Love, to me, is when you accept a person entirely as they are and appreciate them wholeheartedly. You do not try to change their character, intervene in their decisions (unless, of course, they are endangering themselves and/or others) or try to dictate their lives. Honestly, it sounds like a poisonous environment you’re living in. I would move out and get back on my feet on my own because at the end of the day, it will be my happiness that matters to me. There is no point in trying to keep others happy if you just end up miserable yourself. You should try to talk to your parents and if that doesn’t work, then leave.