They don't really care about my depression. They just shrug it off like it's nothing, I don't need their help or support, I just want acknowledgement, I just want them to understand that sometimes my depression makes me feel horrible, and it's not something I can just 'shake off' or whatever.

I've lost count of how many times I've told them not to compare me to other people, I don't care how successful other people are in life. I don't want to compete with anybody. I'm doing well myself, I am not saying I'm special, all I'm saying is every individual is different. Apples and oranges or whatever.

I would feel SOOOO much better if my parents could just sit down and talk to me. Is that too much to ask? I feel like all my attempts at slowly educating my parents about my depression are futile.

This is another thing entirely, but I have a friend who is very close to me. I have helped him numerous times, I've always been there for him. I'm the friend he can call at 2 am in the morning just to rant for an hour, and I never let him down. However he ignores all my advice about getting help for his health issues, instead he listens to his brother, because he chooses to listen to a sibling over a friend. My brother says this, my brother says that. It's frustrating.

End of rant.