nothing is enjoyable to me anymore. I don't have inspiration that lasts longer than three minutes. my freedom is being restricted each day by a little bit like I'm some sort of pet.

Parents, let's get something straight here, cause my parents won't listen.

Your child doesn't owe you shit. They don't owe you good grades, or a clean room, or a certain style or look you like. They don't owe you SHIT. Don't make up little rules pretending you actually care, when really you just want to remind them they are yours. Don't keep restricting how late they can stay up. Their computer time. Their friends. Their language. They are only yours in the sense you made them. They are their own person, not some combination of you and your dreams.
Respect is earned by being respectful. Just because you are their parent, their guardian, their anything, does not mean you automatically have their respect. You act like respect is a currency of sorts, but here's some news: in a world where respect is currency, you are broke. Don't bribe them, don't halt your arguments trying to make them feel bad. Pay attention. This isn't some make-believe world where can see yourself in your child. This is real-life, and these children are real. They have feelings. They are aware. I can guarantee you hat I would be a happier person if I was respected, and not restricted. You think you know my feelings better than me. Do you see the irony in that?

In other words, fuck you and your shitty parenting. Let kids be their own person.  Let kids have their own rules. Let kids be kids for once in their fucking life.