I'm tired of people who just tell me to "get out there and do it" like I'm not trying or as if I'm just like them but intentionally choose the wrong decisions. It's not easy to open up to anybody about being depressed or suicidal, even less easy when there's been a series of incompetent, hypocritical, evil fucks who have left me for dead after I tell them. It's also not easy to ask for any kind of help like "Hey, I can't even go to the fucking grocery store by myself sometimes let alone build up the kind of social life that if I was an average person would just fall into my lap." My own sister, for example, who has like 20 friends and a live-in boyfriend, never calls or invites me over because she's so thoughtless. I'm always the one to call her, and when I do she usually flakes out or just acts like a complete jerk. These folks must really believe they're doing everything in their power to try and help me, although for the most part they're not doing jack shit. Everybody thinks it's about sucking it up and pulling yourself up by your bootstraps and forcing yourself to be normal and happy, even though very few, if any of them have been in this kind of situation, which they think is so easy to deal with. Fuck that makes me angry.