A while ago, one of my friends seemed to be going through a really tough time. He kept posting about how he felt sad and lonely on Instagram. I, for once, tried being that friend who cares for others. So I messaged him asking if he was OK.

His answer wasn't what I had expected. I had expected for him to open up since he had pointed out how he felt like he had nobody to talk to. But his bitch ass said something like "No, thank you. I was actually waiting for Adri"–his ex– "to answer to my story." And I was just like:

And not surprisingly, ever since, I grossly roll my eyes whenever somebody makes the smallest of statements like "I'm so sad, nobody loves me." They annoy me.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that people shouldn't have the liberty to openly express how they have dealt with anxiety, depression, bipolar disorder, or BPD. You preach how hard of a battle it has been and how hard you've fought. Tell us how you overcame your own insecurities.

I support all of that. But, constantly saying "I am sad," or "I don't know what to do," or "Maybe I should just kill myself" isn't a really smart thing to do. To be honest, (and I've had this conversation with other people, and they agree with me) a lot of people don't give a shit about that.

This isn't Keeping Up With The Kardashians. (I mean, there are also people who are annoyed and fed up with the Kardashians.) This is real life, and people don't always keep up with your life, and often even give a thought about you. Your constant posts claiming how nobody loves you and how you should just kill yourself will bore the crap out of the people.

You will say it so much that people will not even spare a second anymore. People, with time, will no longer care. They will say that you're just doing it to get attention. And sometimes, it seems like that's the case. If anything, instead of spending time complaining online, you should go look for professional help. I did that, and it was the best decision ever.