Caution - rant contains naughty language...
This week in the news: I don't give a shit. If you have a real problem, like, a REAL PROBLEM, then you can talk to me. If you don't want help, then go screw yourself, because I'm done feeding your insecurities. I have to deal with my own, and I am way too busy to give you ego boosts, m'kay? So, stop calling, stop texting me, and stop blowing up my notifications with your little trifles. If you want to talk about your REAL problems, then go right a head. Stop telling me that you're "too scared to do it" when you know you're capable. Not my problem, and yes you are, get over it.
And no more "Oh, I'm so depressed, I'm going to kill myself!" stories. Seriously. You give all of us who HAVE tried a bad name, and all of us who HAVE worked hard to get out of our depressed periods a ridiculously bad headache. If you want to be a whiny little emo kid, then go right a head. I'll believe you when you actually do try it. I am NOT your fucking therapist, and I didn't sign on to be your therapist when I decided to let you into my life. STOP MAKING IT ALL ABOUT YOU! For once, would one of these people ask ME what's wrong without saying "oh, I had an awful day, too!", or actually care? Really?
Get over yourselves.
And no more "Oh, I'm so depressed, I'm going to kill myself!" stories. Seriously. You give all of us who HAVE tried a bad name, and all of us who HAVE worked hard to get out of our depressed periods a ridiculously bad headache. If you want to be a whiny little emo kid, then go right a head. I'll believe you when you actually do try it. I am NOT your fucking therapist, and I didn't sign on to be your therapist when I decided to let you into my life. STOP MAKING IT ALL ABOUT YOU! For once, would one of these people ask ME what's wrong without saying "oh, I had an awful day, too!", or actually care? Really?
Get over yourselves.