RIP, Mac Miller.
My first introduction of Mac Miller was in the winter of 2011 while on Tumblr. Randomly, I stumbled on this mixtape titled “K.I.D.S.,” and I was impressed because it was something I could relate to.
I have to admit, I was a fan, but wasn’t a big fan of his until 2015, when he dropped “GO:OD AM.” The bars were less preppy, as he had gotten older & it was a fun hip-hop album, with a bit of personal struggle.
Miller’s unexpected death has me torn into knots. It was hard keeping my emotions in check while working, but I’m shook. Seeing the news changed my entire mood because it was something out of the blue. Here’s a guy, 26 years old — same age as myself suddenly passing away.
Miller’s latest album, “Swimming” is one of the best albums of 2018. I’m not saying that because he’s not with us anymore. It’s a fact. If you haven’t listened to it, I suggest you do. The growth in his music over the last eight years has been remarkable. In the album, I did notice something — the fun Miller that we were all used to was gone.
I know he struggled with demons, which led to his breakup with Ariana Grande. When he happened to get the DUI, I texted my homie Kathleen and told her straight up, “I hope he’s alright” because I related to what he was going through (I’m not blaming Grande so don’t try me). Losing the person you love the most to someone else, it sucks.
The last album, the music — it described his entire mindset. The pain. The depression. The low points with some high points. Not knowing who you are as a person.
As a person, I related to Swimming and loved how he described his life although, I, too was worried about him too. I struggle with my own demons on a daily basis. I admitted my struggle with depression earlier this year. I’ve been going through this point where I’m trying to figure out who I am, or what I am as a person on this earth.
One thing I’ve learned is that people do love me, even though I may not feel it or if others don’t attempt to show it, and seeing the reaction today from everyone in the music industry, they had that same type of love for him. Mac’s music helped not just myself, but others who might go through the same thing. If anything, we’re all vulnerable humans who mask our problems inside of us because of judgment.
Anyway. Thank you, Mac. Rest easy. No matter what, you’ll be loved and remembered forever.
We’re just some motherfuckin’ kids, man.
❤️

