Today, I write with a heavy heart over the loss of someone I never even knew.
He was a friend of some of my friends, and he was acquainted with my brother.
He was only seventeen years old, and now he’s gone forever.
They say he was bullied to the point where he didn’t want to live anymore.
Tell me again that “the world we live in is beautiful”, and that people are “inherently good”. That’s 100% horse dung.
To bully someone into taking their own life is pathetic, disgusting, and physically sickening.
It’s 2016, teach your kids to stop being such morons (“moron” isn’t a strong enough word, but neither are any of the curse words that are coming to mind, so. I’ll leave it at that before I get myself in trouble!) And while you’re at it, make sure that YOU know that it’s not okay to degrade, put down, or abuse anybody. Ever. For any reason. FULL STOP. This is non-negotiable!
What do we, as humans, gain from hurting people? A sense of pride because we’re “bigger” than somebody else? If you bully someone into suicide, you have essentially committed murder. Congrats, you’re a murderer! I bet your parents would be so proud! 🙂 (The smiley is sarcastic, obviously!)
Seventeen years old. I just can’t wrap my head around that. He was younger than I am.
Rest in peace, Friend, though I didn’t know you, I know for a fact that you didn’t deserve this.
Seventeen is far too young to be gone, especially by your own hand.