Hi, I posted these lines. These lyrics are partly the reason why I'm still here today. A friend of mine quoted these exact lines to me when I was at my lowest point. I never understood them as bullying. They gave me another reason not to give up. Life can get better after depression. I didn't mean to offend anyone and I'm sorry for your loss.

A little info about this song:

This song is dedicated to all the people who did drugs (like the singer himself), but suffered and died because of it. All the people mentioned in this song were Fat Mike’s friends, except for his mother of course.

I see it as a counterpoint to one specific thing some suicidal people believe: That they're a burden, that everyone would be better off without them, and that their suicide will do those around them a favor. It most likely won't; it will just hurt them.

That being said, suicide is a massively complex topic and there's a huge difference between e.g. someone with a terminal disease who uses assisted suicide to pass on with dignity and someone whose inner demons talk them into believing their continued existence has no worth. No argument ever applies to all situations.

Suicide isn't always rational. Someone who is terminal and in excruciating physical pain 24/7 is one thing. Someone suffering depression isn't necessarily thinking rationally and probably does not actually want to die. Depression is a mental disorder and can make you think and do things you wouldn't otherwise. Being mean about it is shitty, but it's not necessarily wrong to talk someone out of suicide if they don't have a really good reason.

And I say this as a depressed individual with constant suicidal ideations.

It's a travesty that assisted dying isn't already a thing everywhere. Imagine looking at an incurably sick person who is constantly in pain and/or in the process of losing everything that makes life worth living (motor skills, memory etc.) and forcing them to go on because "suicide bad".

We're all one thing, and hurting yourself hurts it. I'm sorry you lost your friend. Acknowledging the impact suicide has on survivors is in no way bullying or passing judgment. We all die someday, just try to die trying. This world needs you every bit as much as you need it, whoever you are. Whether you make it to 18 or 80. I have a really hard time seeing a reminder of our interconnectedness, of the intrinsic place purpose and impact we possess simply by existing, as a bad thing. The end of your life is not an end to suffering, only your experience thereof. Everything keeps going whether or not you're here for it. You matter.

It’s because the effect of suicide on the person’s loved ones is too often ignored. It absolutely should be considered.

Look, suicide is hell. For one to be in that place is something I’d never wish on anyone. I’ve been there. Many times. And I’m passively there seemingly permanently.

But one must consider the effects of it. From every angle. It WILL hurt loved ones. It probably will destroy some of them. There is no way to circumvent this. And it should be known. You cannot ignore this because it is uncomfortable or difficult. You WILL hurt everyone you know.

Suicide is incredibly selfish. This is a hard truth. But a necessary one.

Also. There is absolutely nothing bullying about these lyrics or the song. It’s someone pouring their heart out. It’s their take. It deserves to be heard.