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Do have anything against emos or scenes?
What about emo or scene music? Do you have an issue with that?
I have no problem with either, considering I am both.
People tend to think of the word "emo" as a synonym for a suicidal, over-reactive, depressed, mental child. People tend to think that there is something wrong with emo kids. What people don't realize is the actual definition of emo. It means emotional. Is it wrong for someone to be in touch with their emotions? Is it right for someone to become a bulwark of no emotion? Someone who is emo does not hate everything. They don't always want to kill themselves. They don't only wear black. They don't all have long, black hair. Black is a great color anyways.
So, is it so wrong for someone to feel bad about themselves? Is it wrong that some people develop uncontrollable mental disorders? Is it right to let people that have had these things suffer alone, because they're different in uncontrollable ways? Why would it hurt to help them, when they actually need help? Would do you any harm to be seen with someone that isn't exactly liked by everyone?
Lets just use me as an example for this.
I went through a rough time where I didn't want to live anymore. We had just moved, I had no friends at my new school. First day in 5th grade, I knew no one. I made a fool of myself by going to the wrong places, at the wrong times. People let it go, I was new. No one held anything against me for a while. I became a popular kid. Then, something happened, and people stopped talking to me, I became an unpopular kid, and people stayed away from me. It really hurt me. More than you could think. Some people still stayed around me, but not many. All these people are my best friends to this date.
When we moved up to middle school, we met knew people. People didn't like me. I was the smart athlete that girls kinda mooed over. It pissed guys off. My social anxiety had started developing in 5th grade, and by now in 6th it was really prominent. I went through a period where I didn't talk to anyone. I just shut myself out. Then, I started talking again and people where surprised by the things I was saying. I was darker and simply sadder. Some people asked me what was wrong, I could only say "Nothing.", because I had no idea what was wrong with me. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn't tell. I kept pursuing my Track & Field ventures, never making the team because the coach didn't like me (I was one of the fasted runners, ok. I should have made it every year. They told me they didn't like, too. I didn't like them either so it's k.). All throughout 7th grade I met knew people and became more social. Until the summer. After summer break, I didn't talk to anyone in 8th. I was sort of this dark character that no one really talked to. I had few friends that I talked to anymore, and my outfits where getting darker and darker. Teachers where noticing a change in me. I got sent to counseling in school one day. They told me they knew what was wrong. They said I was listening to the wrong kinds of music and watching the wrong kinds of things on youtube. I was pretty damn sure that wasn't true, because at this time I didn't use youtube that much, and listened to people like Eminem and Three Days Grace. So I went on with my life, until something bad happened in 8th grade. It ended.
Last year, my Freshmen year in high school, I was diagnosed with Social Anxiety. My parents and I sat down one day and they told that they knew why I was having so much trouble talking to people, where I hadn't before. They diagnosed SAD (Social Anxiety Disorder). No doctor has ever said anything about it, because they can't really tell if you have it or not. It would require a deep and thorough investigation that we don't have the money to pay for. It's the most common mental disorder. Last statistics I read, about 18% of all people currently have it, and around 30% of teenagers will have it at some time. Throughout last year, I got didn't really talk to many people. I got most of my teachers to either hate or love me. Mostly hate. I was a dick to the teachers. Not my best idea, but I passed all my classes, so they can't say I wasn't paying attention in class. I was, and now that's obvious to them. I started to wear all black, and let my hair grow out long. I got a pair of black, fingerless gloves, and that did it for people. They started wondering about my sanity, and didn't understand what Social Anxiety was when I told them. Eventually, someone asked me why I'm so quite, I stood up in the middle of the class and gave them a speech on it. I explained why I'm always so sad, why I wear black, why my hair is long, why I'm quite, and finally, to leave me the ♥♥♥♥ alone. And they did. No one teased me again, and I started to recuperate from the mental damage that SAD was doing to me. I met a girl, that ended being my best friend, and my life got better.
SAD isn't gone, I don't think it ever will be, but does it make me, an emo kid, a horrible being that should be exterminated from the earth?
That's emo. Let's go over scene.
Scene and emo aren't the same thing. You can be emo. You can be scene. You can be both. Scene is a fashion statement. That's where the black clothing and hair comes from. It's just a fashion style. No emotion really attached to it. People attach emotion to it, but by itself it doesn't have to be an emotional thing. Nothing wrong with that, right?
People say that emos are people who "think" they're depressed. Depression is a real thing that people have. They may or may not be depressed, but if anyone is sad enough all the time to self-diagnose depression, somethings wrong. If someone says they're depressed, you help them. Even if they aren't depressed, and just sad, you still help them. Is there something wrong with helping someone?
So what's the issue with emos and scenes? Would any of you anti-emos out there like to explain to me what you have against us?
What about emo or scene music? Do you have an issue with that?
I have no problem with either, considering I am both.
People tend to think of the word "emo" as a synonym for a suicidal, over-reactive, depressed, mental child. People tend to think that there is something wrong with emo kids. What people don't realize is the actual definition of emo. It means emotional. Is it wrong for someone to be in touch with their emotions? Is it right for someone to become a bulwark of no emotion? Someone who is emo does not hate everything. They don't always want to kill themselves. They don't only wear black. They don't all have long, black hair. Black is a great color anyways.
So, is it so wrong for someone to feel bad about themselves? Is it wrong that some people develop uncontrollable mental disorders? Is it right to let people that have had these things suffer alone, because they're different in uncontrollable ways? Why would it hurt to help them, when they actually need help? Would do you any harm to be seen with someone that isn't exactly liked by everyone?
Lets just use me as an example for this.
I went through a rough time where I didn't want to live anymore. We had just moved, I had no friends at my new school. First day in 5th grade, I knew no one. I made a fool of myself by going to the wrong places, at the wrong times. People let it go, I was new. No one held anything against me for a while. I became a popular kid. Then, something happened, and people stopped talking to me, I became an unpopular kid, and people stayed away from me. It really hurt me. More than you could think. Some people still stayed around me, but not many. All these people are my best friends to this date.
When we moved up to middle school, we met knew people. People didn't like me. I was the smart athlete that girls kinda mooed over. It pissed guys off. My social anxiety had started developing in 5th grade, and by now in 6th it was really prominent. I went through a period where I didn't talk to anyone. I just shut myself out. Then, I started talking again and people where surprised by the things I was saying. I was darker and simply sadder. Some people asked me what was wrong, I could only say "Nothing.", because I had no idea what was wrong with me. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn't tell. I kept pursuing my Track & Field ventures, never making the team because the coach didn't like me (I was one of the fasted runners, ok. I should have made it every year. They told me they didn't like, too. I didn't like them either so it's k.). All throughout 7th grade I met knew people and became more social. Until the summer. After summer break, I didn't talk to anyone in 8th. I was sort of this dark character that no one really talked to. I had few friends that I talked to anymore, and my outfits where getting darker and darker. Teachers where noticing a change in me. I got sent to counseling in school one day. They told me they knew what was wrong. They said I was listening to the wrong kinds of music and watching the wrong kinds of things on youtube. I was pretty damn sure that wasn't true, because at this time I didn't use youtube that much, and listened to people like Eminem and Three Days Grace. So I went on with my life, until something bad happened in 8th grade. It ended.
Last year, my Freshmen year in high school, I was diagnosed with Social Anxiety. My parents and I sat down one day and they told that they knew why I was having so much trouble talking to people, where I hadn't before. They diagnosed SAD (Social Anxiety Disorder). No doctor has ever said anything about it, because they can't really tell if you have it or not. It would require a deep and thorough investigation that we don't have the money to pay for. It's the most common mental disorder. Last statistics I read, about 18% of all people currently have it, and around 30% of teenagers will have it at some time. Throughout last year, I got didn't really talk to many people. I got most of my teachers to either hate or love me. Mostly hate. I was a dick to the teachers. Not my best idea, but I passed all my classes, so they can't say I wasn't paying attention in class. I was, and now that's obvious to them. I started to wear all black, and let my hair grow out long. I got a pair of black, fingerless gloves, and that did it for people. They started wondering about my sanity, and didn't understand what Social Anxiety was when I told them. Eventually, someone asked me why I'm so quite, I stood up in the middle of the class and gave them a speech on it. I explained why I'm always so sad, why I wear black, why my hair is long, why I'm quite, and finally, to leave me the ♥♥♥♥ alone. And they did. No one teased me again, and I started to recuperate from the mental damage that SAD was doing to me. I met a girl, that ended being my best friend, and my life got better.
SAD isn't gone, I don't think it ever will be, but does it make me, an emo kid, a horrible being that should be exterminated from the earth?
That's emo. Let's go over scene.
Scene and emo aren't the same thing. You can be emo. You can be scene. You can be both. Scene is a fashion statement. That's where the black clothing and hair comes from. It's just a fashion style. No emotion really attached to it. People attach emotion to it, but by itself it doesn't have to be an emotional thing. Nothing wrong with that, right?
People say that emos are people who "think" they're depressed. Depression is a real thing that people have. They may or may not be depressed, but if anyone is sad enough all the time to self-diagnose depression, somethings wrong. If someone says they're depressed, you help them. Even if they aren't depressed, and just sad, you still help them. Is there something wrong with helping someone?
So what's the issue with emos and scenes? Would any of you anti-emos out there like to explain to me what you have against us?