I absolutely hate depressed people. Well, I don't mean depressed people, I can sympathize with the feeling that everything sucks, with wanting to commit suicide, all that. What I hate is depressed people who go to therpists and take pills. Just annoys me to no end. I mean, these people think a f**kING PILL WILL TAKE AWAYS THEIR SADNESS or something... And then, there are the damned therapists... I hate it, I mean, you're paying these random people who've probably never felt anything close to what you're feeling to tell you whats wrong with you what to do to stop be wrong. I mean, WTF is that shit?! I'd rather have my best freind tell me what to do than some asshole therapist. I mean, really? I know this girl named Sonya, and she has depression. She goes to a therapist, and all the bastard does is ask her questions about how f**king much she drinks and f**king does drugs... Yeah, she drinks alcohol, yeah, she smokes pot, but she isn't an alcoholic or a f**king pothead. In her words "I'm f**king bored, it's something to do!" and shit like that. Seriously, her problem is her relationships; she has had pretty much nothing but shitty boyfreinds, and she was crying on our couch the other night because of her current one. God damned f**king moronic assholes need to actually help, and at a lower price...
Well, I'm done with my rant on depression counters. I guess what I hate is not really the depressed people, just the fact that there are people willing to pay these bastards because their depressed, despite the fact those bastards don't really do shit.