More Than Fairly Odd

There's no way in Hell I'm gonna be talking about this again, nor will I give out the full album to anyone. I'm getting really sick of squeezing this in my guts, and not talking to my friends about this in fear that I'll start problems with them. 
This is a vent. A recollection of experiences I've had with someone that drove me to hating myself, and constantly fretting that my next decision will be a stupid one. To be more specific, these experiences involved the lead vocalist of a Powerviolence band called More Than Fairly Odd. 
She was more than fairly odd, alright. That's for sure. So odd in fact, that I don't think I ever want to join a band again. Doing so will just fuel my demotivation. 
Let me start from the beginning. Lily Thompson, the vocalist, formed this band together back in 2015. I was the lead guitarist. Most of the band consisted of college dropouts, with me actually being in college at the time, and she formed little basement "concerts" in her house, usually when her mom was at work. She'd charge twenty bucks an entry, and get me to advertise the band at the campus I went to every Monday and Thursday. She made a decent amount of cash and we'd usually split the full earnings from each concert.
Lily was very hard to work with. Like, hard as rocks. Not just hard to work with in the sense of money, but legitimately just getting along with her behind the scenes was a challenge. One time, our lead drummer told her that he wouldn't be able to make it as his aunt passed away that day, and she proceeded to scream at him about how he never tells her anything in advance (even though we did, she just didn't listen) before throwing a microphone on the ground, literally almost giving us hearing damage. Then, she blamed him saying that he made her do it. That's just one of the many examples. If I went into further detail about every little thing that happened between us before the breakup, I'd be typing a full-on essay at this point.
At the end of our run, we only finished one album, and she named it Fairycore. We were on Bandcamp for about a month, but then the page was taken down. By the time you’re finished reading this, I’m sure you’ll be able to guess why.
Something I didn't mention beforehand was that her voice, along with the backup singer’s, had a certain pitch fairly similar to Timmy and Wanda from the show. A big goal of hers was to make the voices as close as possible, even while screaming their lungs out. It was mind-boggling how good she was at sounding like Timmy. She even sported a pink shirt and cap to go along with it. The audience loved it to death.
And then we get to the actual songs we played. Good God, some of her songs, let alone one of the performances, made me physically sick. I own the album, so I'll list off the names of the songs and what they were about. 
* I Wish For Some Molly - Basically a song where Lily screeches about how she can't live without her drugs. 
* I Wish I Was Young Again - A song where Lily and the backup singer talk about how much they miss being a kid, and how adult life sucks ass even when you try to make it fun.
* Average Kid - A cover of the Fairly OddParents theme song. Nothing crazy.
* I Wish For A Good Fuck - Lily makes fun of the past guys she slept with, saying things like “I faked it” and “lose my number, you tried too hard.”
* I Wish They All Disintegrated - A song meant to bring awareness to sexual abuse towards women. Kind of hypocritical considering how she let someone have sex with her, with him asking for her consent, just so she can shut him out when she doesn't get enough. That "someone" is one of our band members, who I'll leave unnamed for the sake of his privacy. We weren't told this until after we disbanded, and I never understood why he kept quiet. Likely one of Lily's manipulation tactics.
* I Wish I Could Be Alone - Literally just Lily dissing her mom for wanting her to stop freeloading.
* Youth Attack! (Charles Bronson) - Another cover, this time of a Charles Bronson song from the late 90s.
* I Wish I Could Chew You Like Bubble Gum - A song where Lily disses her bullies… from elementary school.
There is one last song in the album, but I felt like it deserved its own separate breakdown. If I were to include it in the list, it would have way too much information. The final song was titled I Wish You Good Riddance. It was a bit longer than all of the songs, and it had to do with someone in her family. 
For better context, according to her mother, Lily's brother, Mark, died in 2010. How did he die, exactly? Their dad had early onset dementia at the age of thirty, and he beat him into a coma because, get this, he sat on his rocking chair. Yep. 
Anyway, in the song, she starts raving about how it was her brother’s fault for dying, that he deserved it for somehow provoking him, and that he is an annoying, stupid pain that brought nothing but rage in her life. She even goes into detail about how much they fought while he was still alive. The song was horrible enough, but the performance was something special, and not in a good way. 
Halfway through the song, Lily started stripping naked. In front of the audience. Her lyrics were reduced to insane babbling and squawking. Her head was twitching violently as she was doing this, and she began letting her bladder loose all over the floor. Again, in front of the audience. 
Everyone was backing away from her, and we were so concerned that our instruments came to a screeching halt. Once everything went quiet, she was gasping and wheezing for air. I finally decided to get up and inform everyone that we’ll refund their money and it’s best if they head home. I was shivering when this was going on, but thankfully, everyone in the audience understood, which at least made me calm down a little bit.
I asked Lily what the hell was going on with her, and she didn’t respond. She just lied on the floor in a fetal position. When I tried to be less crass and ask her if she was alright instead, she proceeded to punch me square in the eye before screaming at me to leave, and that I ruined her show. We didn’t get a say in the matter as she got up and started throwing equipment at us trying to get us to leave. That’s when her mom came down into the basement and saw her, naked and losing her temper. 
She begged us to go home and trust her, saying that she’d take care of it. That she’d talk to Lily in private, attempt to calm her down, and call a mental institution tomorrow. We left. This was really taking a toll on our mental health, and being around her just made it harder to deal with. We even had a discussion on our way out about wanting to leave this band for good, and how we’re going to inform Lily.
The next day, I got a phone call from Lily’s mom, telling us that she had gone down to her basement after not finding Lily in her bedroom, and that the people from the mental institution were ready to take her in.
Lily was in the little studio she set up, still naked, but with deep, bleeding cuts all over her body. She was smearing her own blood, and dare I say it, waste, all over the walls and floor. Some of the smudged markings resembled symbols, such as a broken heart, an infinity sign, or what looked like a family tree. Right next to her on the ground was a bag of ecstasy pills, and she was staring right up at the ceiling. Her mom tried to ask her over and over if she could hear her, and all Lily could respond with was “he's whispering lies in my head, get him out” before collapsing right on her face.
Her heart stopped beating right there.
While I am doing somewhat better than I was before, I still don't feel my best. I cannot find myself to forgive her, at all, for the impact she made on us at the time. The things she said about people who loved her, her attitude, all of it I couldn’t take. However, at the same time, I have a deep self-loathing. I wouldn't have been the right person to help her, as I consider myself to be an easily frustrated individual all around, but if I had just snapped out of it and let her parents in on her behavior sooner, none of this would have gone down to begin with. 
I can’t make this clear enough: please, for the love of God, if you start spotting flags, with anyone, all I can say is don't do what we did. We made the mistake of continuing this stupid gig as a side hustle, thinking that things would improve overtime, and I really don’t want you to face the same issue. 
Even if you're the most easygoing person in the world. 
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