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Ive been dealing with a life threatening illness since 2001, Umm my mom got cancer in 2006, she died in November, this is when i heard the new album...they helped me cope...and well i was living with my aunt and i moved out, they helped me deal with that...i fell in love with a girl during this time...they helped me deal with that...s**t they're still helping me...i didnt want to get into details so forgive me...

Well, this reason doesn't seem exactly as good as Carla's. x3
Buuut it's my story and I guess I'll share it. xP

You know how when you're a teenager in the years of 13 - 15 you're all easily depressed and everything. D:

Mkay so I've never been skinny, or popular, or cute, etcetera right.
Well I was always picked on. All the way up until 7th grade.
So yeah you get the harsh comments constantly all the time.
"Fatty! Hey look mommy! I think it's a fat person from the circus!"
You get it and anyways you know it hurts for a while.
And when you're little you just cry because it hurt your feelings, but when you get older it devolps into something more. Like now, My friends tell me I'm not fat, My mom says I'm not fat, blah blah well I don't believe you even if you show me myself in the mirror. No I dont have an eating disorder, I just don't TRUST anyone anymore. At all. So in 5th Grade I started listening to My Chem and i LOVED it. :3 I would sit in my room after school and just listen to MCR and love it. I mean I didn't understand the music too much but I listened to the beats and the rhythms and took them in. Later on I started getting depressed cuz' I was getting called stupid, fat, ugly, etc. constantly. My mom thought I was lying which I think is horrible and I stopped doing my homework and my work in class. I started to fail and I ended up getting grounded which didn't help any. So depression and grounding is a really bad combonation. I didn't do anything to improve on my grades until a few months later and I actually passed into the 6th grade. In sixth grade the torturing and suffering had just began. All throughout the year I was picked on even more so than I ever had been before. I mean just randomly some kids would walk up to me and throw crap at me blah blah. I'm gonna skip some stuff because this is already long enough xD and yeah. So I was still being tormented and I began cutting myself. >>; My mom didn't know, my step dad didn't know my teachers didn't know. Heck everyone thought I was a happy camper. D: And when I actually tried to talk to my mom, she wouldn't listen to me. So I sorta had lost hope and gave up on god's sorry a**. So since the 6th grade I've been atheist. Mkay, so far I have no hope, no friends and depression. At the end of the school year I picked up my bullets CD and started almost worshiping My Chem. They were like gods and it hit me that what they were saying was true. Demolition lovers, oh Demolition lovers helped me so much as a song. I made a few friends and they stuck with me. The only important thing I can say about 7th grade was that I attempted suicide. It didn't work as you can see. . . Mkay now as a 7th grader I had pre-teen angst, depression, sharp objects, anger, frustration, and a feeling inside me that said I needed to die plus a ******** up familly. Anyway, my suicide attempt failed and my mom doesn't know about it. I've been depressed for like ever and then I once again started listening to MCR Constantly. My bullets CD was like a safe haven. It was always drop my things in the garage after I get home and go to my room, turn on my MCR Cd and sleep. That was my life after school. This year umm. Boys came into the picture? Boys are a very stupid reason to even be depressed but anyway that was one of the reasons. My Chem saved my life with their music. In head first for halos the line "Just think happy thoughts and we'll fly hommmeee" had clicked in my head one day. I finally understood. Someone would always be there for me wether I KNEW it or not. Wether it was a friend or a sibling or my mom or a school counselor or just my music. :] Gerards voice and the band's sound save me. The way that they interperet our lives in their music, the way that they make it sound like it'll be okay even when it may not be okay. The way MCR Just portrays life. They've helped me so much and I just happen to be listening to them right now. :]

They saved me from myself. which was nothing really.

i say "MCR saved my life" but not in the way most people think of it.

i don't even rember what i was like before MCR. i was no one. "it was ruining who i was to a point where i was just going to be nothing". i had NO IDENTITY. i wore what everyone else wanted me to wear, i listened to what everyone wanted me to, and i was just shy, quiet, and doubtful (i still am though). i was just so forgetable, i don't even remember me.

i knew i wasn't social. i wasn't fun, i wasn't pretty. i was born with a birth defect, it affected the way i looked but other people could look past it and i couldnt. i would ask "why? why me, of all the millions of people?" but worst of all i was depressed because i just couldn't fit in. i just didn't feel like talking to people, trying to be social, it just wasn't me. i was shy, creative, and by the time i was in 7th grade, accepted that i would die alone.

there was a time i wanted to kill myself and i was the only one that knew. i don't how i got through that alone. i don't think i ever told anyone before

then i found the helena video. i was always interested in becoming a director, artist, and i always liked music but i never saw this side of it before. the dark beauty in it, it took my breath away. It was... so dark. and i wasn't scared, i was intrested. it appealed to the darker side of me that i guess i was afraid of. In that moment i would just look at the art direction of it and at gerard's face. it was such a beautiful video.

after that i downloaded GOY and that was it. i bought 3 cheers, bullets, and never looked back.

they helped me find who i was, even if it wasn't what everyone wanted me to be. I wear black, i live, breathe, and need music. i'm going to be in the music industry, if i'm a producer, manager, marketing agent, director whatever, i'm going for it because i'm not afraid to be what i am now.

i've faced opposition in what i wear, and in my love for MCR, but i stand up for it. If someone says something, i can let it go, or defend myself and i've never been able to do that before. in the past, if someone said, "i hate your shirt" even if it was my favorite shirt in the world, i'd say "i hate it too but i had nothing else" and never wear it again.

mcr taught me to be me, never take anyone's s**t and to basically say ******** YOU.

Well this is to much detail as I dont really want to talk about it much.

My dad left when I was six and it never really bugged me until I turned 12. Then my dad tryed to commit sucide twice. One of which he phoned me before trying to say he was sorry. I then found that I suffered from SAD[ Sesonal anti deprresion] like my dad. I hated every one around me and blamed myself for the departure of my dad. Music was my only escape from it all. But I found "Pop" music to fake. I slowly started listening to bands like Green day. The more mainstream bands. But still I didn’t find it good enough. So I started to cut. My friend had mentioned a band called MCR a couple of times and at first I was reluctant to listen. As I am very stubborn. But I finally caved in and she sat me down in front of the computer and played Helena. It was beautiful. I loved it the moment it touched my ears. Soon after I was becoming more and more obsessed with them and found them an escape route from everyone around me. I then brought LOTMS and everything fell it to place. I cried after watching it realising I wasn’t the only one who had expericed bad things in life. Because lets face it when your down you feel like your the only one like that and ever since then I have been a huge fan of theirs. I have only seen them once but will be seeing them twice in March and hope I shall one day be able to meet them and tell them how much their music means to me. Although I know I wont be the first to say so. Because they still help know.

Thats one of my expericence which I am willing to share
XOXO

Well I wouldn't say they saved my life, but they have helped me through some very tough times. Plus they are also a big inspiration to me, musically.

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Honestly, MCR hasn't saved my life. (yet) I do have to say that some of the things they have said and done (mainly Gee heart ) have made me feel better about myself. smile

Wow. If thats true, WOW. Man. You're so- WOW...