Fuck you asshole. I have bipolar disorder so I do eventually pick myself up out of my depression and suicidal thoughts. And things go great for me, I get my life back on track, I make new friends and do and learn things I normally wouldn't. But you know what? No matter what I fucking do I will always come back to depression. All it takes it one little situation to send me back into depression and suicidal thoughts for months.

Your whole bravado bullshit about picking yourself up is fucking stupid. If you've ever been truly low, you would know that no bullshit fake happiness and go gettem attitude can fix things. Why should I try so hard to pick myself up when I know that right around the corner is another unbearable sadness. I think about suicide all the time. Every day. Last week I was THIS close to jumping in front of a train, but the only thing keeping me around is not wanting to hurt my parents.

Just because therapy and pills didn't work out for you doesn't me they aren't miracle workers for others. Go fuck yourself, acting like you know more than doctors.