If you want me to live, let me live.
If I have so much value to the world, the world should help me live. If I'm so damned special that my death is a tragedy, then reach out and help me have a life worth living. Reach out to me and help me if I'm unable to thrive on my own. Encourage me to do more for myself, but not so you can move on, rather, because it gives me more courage and strength. If I'm failing, don't slap me and shame me, but help dust me off and make sure I get what I need in spite of it. Be there when I'm struggling. Invite me when you're ready to play or to work, give me the opportunity to be there for you.
You say the world would be a lesser place if I died. You speak of the dead in ways that suggest you've lost something important. But why then do you leave everyone around you to their own devices, helpless and solo, doing for themselves? If I'm supposed to give a damn about you, enough to listen to you when you talk about what you want to say, to click the lick on your personal photos, to make time in my day for you, then do you not owe me the same? I was explaining where free speech meets courtesy, I said "you expect me to care about your feelings enough to listen to your opinion, so you should care enough to edit and moderate how you express that opinion in consideration of my feelings."
I realize I've been getting this "you're so important, you're valuable, you're special" line from people when I talk about being okay about if I die. I say I'm not that necessary to the function of the world and if i don't like the experience, it's no big deal to cash out. They argue and try to tell me I should value myself more. As though the fact that my actual experience sucks isn't a factor or something. But they never ever tried to fix that primary problem! They begrudged me even the meager allowance of welfare. They did not try to find work for me or hire me to do little things or even trade services with me. They did not try to ensure I had my needs met in any way at all. Yet I was supposed to keep living because I put benefit into THEIR world!
You say the world would be a lesser place if I died. You speak of the dead in ways that suggest you've lost something important. But why then do you leave everyone around you to their own devices, helpless and solo, doing for themselves? If I'm supposed to give a damn about you, enough to listen to you when you talk about what you want to say, to click the lick on your personal photos, to make time in my day for you, then do you not owe me the same? I was explaining where free speech meets courtesy, I said "you expect me to care about your feelings enough to listen to your opinion, so you should care enough to edit and moderate how you express that opinion in consideration of my feelings."
I realize I've been getting this "you're so important, you're valuable, you're special" line from people when I talk about being okay about if I die. I say I'm not that necessary to the function of the world and if i don't like the experience, it's no big deal to cash out. They argue and try to tell me I should value myself more. As though the fact that my actual experience sucks isn't a factor or something. But they never ever tried to fix that primary problem! They begrudged me even the meager allowance of welfare. They did not try to find work for me or hire me to do little things or even trade services with me. They did not try to ensure I had my needs met in any way at all. Yet I was supposed to keep living because I put benefit into THEIR world!