Normally I'd agree but there's a sort of sobering relation to it a lot of us share. Making a cup of coffee implies getting ready for the day, preparing yourself for the tasks that lie ahead. Something simple that many people do every day, making it relatable, whereas killing yourself would be the peak opposite and also equally relatable to anyone who has ever experienced true suffering or strife. It's the stark comparison of these two choices that's so humbling.
You're probably just being a faggot but whatever. I found it meaningful.