intense pain 24/7 but it's fine

so my parents moved towns last year and obviously i had to go with them. i was having an okay time adjusting until i got raped at a party , and then found out that a lot of the friends i made were friends with the guy who did it. i switched schools(still in the same town though) but it turns out that apparently this school has a huge problem with rape and it happens al the time between students there. keep in mind i barely know anyone, this is my first school year here, and so i'm not really sure who to trust which means i can't really go to any parties (which for me is the easiest way to meet people) and my parents get hella skittish even at the idea of me going alone to someone's house. so i basically spend all my time at my house until i can visit my friends and boyfriend at home, which is generally twice a month for a few days. i still have PTSD, and i'm pretty sure i had a miscarriage after it happened but it was so long ago (4-ish months) that i feel like a doctor can't really tell what happened. all of this is in my head with me going to school every day and no one knows any of it. my therapist has convinced my mom to let me move back to my old town in about 5 months, but my mom is mad at me for wanting to go home, because she takes it to mean that i really just want to get away from her. i've been extremely sensetive since it happened, i cry a lot more easily, i'm quieter, and my moods are extremely unstable, and my parents lecture me for being rude to them but really i'm just angry at the whole world. i definitely am upset with them for bringing me here though, since i tried my absolute hardest to make it work but it's only gotten worse. i try to reach out to people to try and be friends but it's hard because they're just so different here. i'm a junior in high school and i'm 16. i will most likely be going back home at the end of the summer but for now every day is an ache of trauma and uncertainty. i still have 5 months to go. if my mother tries to get me to stay after that, then i will just have to be the petty one and have my grandma come get me. if anyone has dealt woth anything like this, what did you do? i hate feeling so tired and full of grief all the time. i feel like

someone died.