The culture may say it will help me kill myself. It's another way of saying "We can't handle your pain so we won't handle your pain." My culture would rather dispose of people like me than find solutions to our anguish (and theirs').
When I'm told I have no friends, I know it is not true. I will worship the Holy name of Jesus. He is a friend like no other.
Jesus loves me. Nothing the world does to me can separate me from His love.  That same love is available to all who call on His name and believe in Him. 
No matter what comes my way, at the end of each week I still have countless reasons to be thankful for the love of God.
 Psalm 46.10
 Romans 8.35.
 John 20.31., Romans 10.13