Whining.

There's a fine line between just completely whining and being depressed for a good reason.

Sometimes I think that people who say they're going through so much and they complain, whine, and ramble about the same crap everyday are so full of shit. They say they're depressed and all that, but sometimes I wonder if they even have that good of a reason.

I've seen some pretty bad shit out there and I've heard of a lot of different things that people have had to deal with it. I've read people's diaries where their best friend commits suicide because she said no when he asked her out. I've read people's diaries where a girl gets pregnant when she's only 14. I've read diaries where their best friend gets shot right in front of them. That's true trauma. So I hate it when people complain about nothing. They only think they've got it bad.

I hate people like that. They should just shut up... but I guess I am a hypocrit, but you don't know what I've been through, so who are you to say? I can't believe how unbelievable weak some people can be. Sometimes I wish that my best friends was shot, that someone close to me commited suicide, or that I got pregnant, just to show you how strong I can be... but I guess that's illogical thinking. What would you know about it?