You may not care much...but i have a little story of my own.
Ever since i was little i would have these terrible break downs. of all sorts. from being crazy depressed...to well throwing a fit...I thought i grew out of it but this year I was going through a pretty tough time and i just broke down. i was talking to myself, pacing around my room, throwing things. I was a mess. My Dad burst into my room just as "I'm not okay" started to play. So i was sitting on the floor not totally listening to my dad and just as he stapos for a second, "I'm not o-fucking-kay" burst out of my speakers.(i was blasting the music so it didn't help the cause) My dad blamed the music i was listening to. He said it was oging to make me want to take my life. He didn't even know what i was listening to or anything about MCR. I was so hurt. What he said made my fit even worse because MCR has saved my life so many times.
I see what oyu mean about parents not getting it.
Author's response
Acutally, part of the reason I put this up was to hear stories from other people.
I've got a similar issue with my mom, because she thinks that the darkness of the music (not that she's ever taken the time to listen to me talk about it, or listen to the music) changed me negatively, because I'm not her Barbie now. I'm my own person more than I ever have been, and truly that is because of MCR. But she doesn't see it that way.
I totally understand about how angry it makes you when your parents blame the music. It's like a smack in the face when they blame the people that saved you.
Hopefully we can continue to hang on through MCR, and fuck anyone who tries to stop us.