Emo Your Emo Years or: Awkwardly Talk About How Much Worse Strangeluv and Mkkmypet Had It Than You (Read 13563 times)

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at age 18 i've still never had a depressing period of my life

all my shit has been awesome so far
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when i was 14/15ish i was depressed for a long time

got over it though

and since then, even living 550 miles away from home for 2 years, i've never had any problems
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THE STORIES I COULD TELL.

I don't really feel too comfortable about it though.
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I never really had emo years in highschool, just general highschool bollocks that you go through. I don't know whats going on with my head at the moment though.

About two months ago, I held a sword to a guy's neck because he spilt a drink in my living room. That freaked the fuck out of my housemates and they have since taken the swords out of the living room. They really considered kicking me out but were honestly too scared too say anything to me about it. I had to instigate my own intervention to get them to talk about it.

Now that I'm out of home and being around people more often, I come to realise that my logic and brain processes don't match those of regular people. This is not an invite to say "oh there is so no such thing as normal/average/regular people", I would say that 85% of my friends are what people would call alternative, goth, geek, a combination of the above etc. and they get weirded out by the way my mind works.

I live in a constant state of switching from one mood (at best) to another or one personality to another. I can honestly label my three main states of mind to Normal Paul (who goes to uni, goes to work, makes conversation with people, is a generally accepted person), Odd Paul (who needs a specialised dictonairy to understand, doesnt follow earth logic, says funny but very out there and random shit) and Evil Paul (who purposely says or does the most damaging thing to watch his friends and acquaintances suffer and for their lives to go to hell). This is very worrying for me.

Yeah, mine is not the most harrowing of tales but hey, it keeps me awake at night.
Last Edit: June 27, 2008, 12:20:04 pm by Bunsen.05
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I didn't really have any Emo years.  I was genuinely happy during high school (not popular or anything, but happy).  I also had good parents so that helps I suppose.
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I wasn't "emo" or anything of the sort. I was a bit down, a little depressed.. But nothing absolutely HORRIBLE (okay, except for when I had a knife to my throat).
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at age 18 i've still never had a depressing period of my life

all my shit has been awesome so far
Pretty much this.
It's good to have lots of good friends that help you along the way. I really can't think of any depressing periods in my life so I can't comment much.
And holy shit, Strangeluv.
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Whatever happened to Indian family values?

Oh you're in Trinidad, that changes everything

EDIT: For the record I'm still a young'un and I've never felt emo enough to try and commit suicide or fantasise about killing people. Yeah, life is good.
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I remember when I was 11 or 12 I had some real issues dealing with other kids and I got treated like utter shit at school for what I saw as being no reason at all and it took some real counselling to get me to figure out that I was pretty much just an asshole so once I got that straightened out I've been pretty chill since

except for falling in love with a married woman. that sucked. oh well
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At around the age of 16, I started getting really depressed, cause All my mates kept going on an on about how they were getting laid, and since most chicks viewed me as the nice guy, I really had no chance. I became increasingly depressed, and tried finding outlets for this self hate. I considered self harm, but knowing way too many people who do it, i decided not to. I instead started punching walls, and developed insanely hard knuckles. my hand still clicks today when making a fist.

I also started writing in a journal-type thing, as i viewed myself as the only person i could talk to. I would spend hours writing in this thing, which I still have, and occasionally read. I began to manifest my anger and hate in the form of JTHM style drawings and comics, which mimicked his style pretty well, honestly. I was voted most likely to turn serial killer by the people i lived with (i lived in a boarding hostel.) and increasingly began playing with knives. Eventually I realized that suicide as pointless, as time would eventually kill me and end my pain, (which is a view i still hold today).

In a tragic turn of events, I managed to get myself a girlfriend. She had had a worse childhood than most of you could care to believe, and my "wounded bird" syndrome (i.e. Wanting to try and fix people) played a better part in my choice to go out with this chick. I only became happier, as i was too busy caring for this chick. She continually tried to kill herself, and every time i saw her, she had a new cut in her arm. Eventually, it became too taxing on me, and I broke up with her. By this time, I had really gotten over the whole emotional thing. I stopped writing in the journal as i no longer needed too. I stopped drawing as my pain no longer needed an outlet.

And then university hit. Fuck.
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Last Edit: June 27, 2008, 03:14:30 pm by Terrance v.2
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i dunno! i never had a particularly dark period during my earlier teens. actually from 13-16/17 i was a pretty outgoing guy going to parties and meeting all kinds of new idiots. then the drink got hold of me and now i am here trying to claw my way back out. so i guess i am still in my stupid shit, or have graduated into a new kind of stupid shit and so i don't have a lot to say about it in hindsight because i bet there is more to come.

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strangeluv here;s ans idea: quit whining.



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I live in a constant state of switching from one mood (at best) to another or one personality to another. I can honestly label my three main states of mind to Normal Paul (who goes to uni, goes to work, makes conversation with people, is a generally accepted person), Odd Paul (who needs a specialised dictonairy to understand, doesnt follow earth logic, says funny but very out there and random shit) and Evil Paul (who purposely says or does the most damaging thing to watch his friends and acquaintances suffer and for their lives to go to hell). This is very worrying for me.

dude you're bipolar  :woop:


but seriously, that's not soooo horrible. unless i'm missing something, you're either going through normal teenage moodshifts and can't recognize that, or you actually are bipolar, which isn't the worst thing in the world, after all Beethoven was bipolar. Worst comes to worst, you'll end up like him.




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nah i'm kidding, you'll be fine, but if it does worry you (and it only should if you CAN'T CONTROL these moodchanges, then talk to someone. not on the internet though because people here don't know shit.
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thats pretty shit man.

i've been very depressed, but i don't really want to talk about it!
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Age 16, I make my first and only pathetic attempt at suicide by hanging. The rope comes loose and I fall. I am mugged two weeks later. I break the mugger's arm and take my wallet back. I write my second novel.

This is epic. Compared to you, my life is a basket of roses.
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My freshman year in High school, I fabricated a story about a girl I met online to stop assholes from calling me gay.  The story ended up snowballing into her cheating on me when we first met, and my ex-girlfriend thinks it's true still.  Even though I told her "Everything I told you was a lie"

The funny thing about this, is I perpetuated this lie for 2 years(the last part was added on the last month or so, and was only added for sympathy purposes), and actually began to believe it myself, and ended up carving her name in my arm.  Good thing it didn't leave a scar, which leads to my other emo moment.

I pretended to be suicidal/that I cut myself for attention, I also wrote horrid poems about how my life sucked, even though my life isn't really bad in any way at all.

EDIT:  I was also picked on a lot in school.  Seriously, you know that guy who gets picked on by everybody?  He even picked on me, and it got worse in High School.  One day in class people were throwing shards of a pencil at me when the teacher wasn't in the room.  After about 15 or so chunks hitting me, and one nearly hitting my eye, I stand up, flip my desk and yell "I"LL FUCKING KILL YOU, ASSHOLE", and of course, right when I have this outburst the teacher walks in and I'm sent to the guidance office, and get told "Don't shoot up the school"

Another instance, the same fuckers were throwing glass at me on the bus.  Seriously, GLASS, broken glass.  After the first piece hit me, and I realize what it was, I stood up, had another outburst walked towards the door, and the bus driver told me to sit down.  Where I said "Didn't you see him throw fucking glass at me?"  The asshole throws ANOTHER piece, and hits me between the eyes, right below my hairline, and I start bleeding.  The driver says "No, now sit down", I sat "Fuck you, I'm not riding again", and I push at the door, which the driver is holding close.  "Sit down, or I'm getting the principal" He said.  Again I say "Fuck you, I'm never riding this bus again", and I kick the bus door, and end up breaking it.  (To this day, the door no longer closes)

The next few weeks I walk home, and when the bus would pass me, the same dick, would throw pencils, compasses (circle drawing, not navigation), and a fucking calculator at me.  I end up going to the principal, and get taken to a "student court", where I explained my side, and told him watch the buses security tape.  The driver lost his job, and I never had a problem with him again, as he was expelled and moved away.

I heard a year later that he hung himself.  It's kind of mean to say this, but I don't feel any remorse whatsoever.
Last Edit: June 27, 2008, 05:12:32 pm by thejackyl
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once someone called me a name also once i got punched in the face
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Christ on a stick I think we need to bring back the Happy Thoughts forum.
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christ all these gw topics of people opening up!

I had/have I guess a pretty tough life and had my share of depression problems and NOW CANCER but we all know that. it sucks that so many other people here actually seem to be just as bad as I've had though!
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Dammit, I feel like opening a topic now called "Tell about your life if it sucks but not enough to go into Strangeluv's topic".

Because that's basically how it is with mine.
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