Fucking sick

I can't sleep. I don't want to eat. Not even talking to my friends helps me feel better. Of course I still have my horrible painful head aches. I'm used to those. What suck is when you're depressed, you know it, and you can't do shit about it. My medicine isn't working. My family and friends aren't helping. I mean it seems everyone talks behind each others backs and hate each other. There is only one person I have EVER talked bad about behind their back. A few I talked to there face but not many. Why can't pople fucking get along. I have gone through too much shit to have to deal with this. You name it and I'm sure I've had to deal with it. The only thing I haven't done is have my parents die. Well for me, on the inside, they have. They fight about each other. Talk bad about each other and their kids when only I can hear or they think no one is listening. I'm sick of my friends and family say they want to fucking kill themselves! They haven't dealt with the drugs, or the rape, or the pain, or the blood, or the cuts, or the burns, or the lies! They don't know a fucking thing! I'm sick of people complaining about their pety lives!!! People need to learn to just get the fuck along!
There I'm done. I'm going to go move furniture in my room. It' sbetter than cutting I guess. I wish I could call a friend but I know none of them want to deal with my shit. What a perfectly fucked up life I live.

Random advise: Trust no one but yourself.

-Mary'K