My mom hates that I'm neurodivergent

I have OCD, autism, and ADHD (I also think I may be developing BPD). Me and my mom fight a lot and a majority of it is in regards to my mental health. She works very hard for my family and I appreciate it, and I know she loves me but sometimes I start to question it. I've had these things ever since I was very little, and ever since then, my mother would criticize me and scold me for my OCD autism and ADHD. She would say disgusting, ableist things, calling all neurodivergent people selfish and just depicting them as evil. From a young age I felt that it was wrong and started to believe those things she said about them. She always made my emotions and worries feel like a burden. She hated that I wasn't "normal". I wish she understood just how difficult it is for me to cope with my mental health, and that it's probably worse to be dealing with this, rather than having a "weird child". I feel like she sends me to therapy and such, not because she wants me to get better, or cares about my feelings, it's because she wants me to change and hates that I'm different. She always tells me to just "fix it all already" that she's been so tired and oppressed by having me be so "weird" all the time. So I started wearing headphones, bringing sleeping masks with me everywhere. And she gets mad again saying that I'm just being dramatic and ridiculous at this point, and that I'm being weird again. She gets mad at me since "I have no right to be so sad all the time". Im sick of having to repress my emotions on order to "keep the peace". I can't even talk to her about it. I've tried so many times, over and over again just to tell her about how I feel. Everytime I had been calm, respectful, and open-minded. And everytime she would criticize me, play victim, cry, and make me feel like a terrible daughter, claiming that I'm too sensitive and that I'm too critical of her. Overtime I felt like that might've been manipulation, she never admits when she's wrong. Similar situations have been happening between me, my dad, and my brother yet not to the same intensity as this. I just feel very alone, like my family will never truly accept me for being myself and having emotions. I'm not sure what to do, I cannot reason with them since they never think they're wrong. I love them all so much, and I just wish they could love me and show me care, respect and empathy when I'm in emotional distress, or dealing with my mental health problems, after all, I think that's when I need it the most.