I feel as though the past ten years of my life have flown over. Things come and go, and very little stays the same until you find something that you can depend on - regardless of age, time, feelings or whereabouts - and for me, that was the band My Chemical Romance.
From a young age, I felt disconnected to the rest of humanity; a girl who didn’t really belong anywhere. I was too unpopular to be one of the unpopular kids, let alone an average one. I had very little when I was a child: my parents have been divorced since I was two years old, I’d never known them in the same room together, I was hit by them on occasion, shouted at, belittled, told I was never good enough… But again, time went on, and without a support-beam to keep me upright and walking through the sticks, stones and words thrown at me, I was seeping into depression.
I tried to kill myself when I was twelve - more times than I can count, in fact, I blacked out without any recollection of what I’d done to make me do so - and I was feeling so lost and hopeless. My helplessness was exactly what led me to My Chemical Romance; a girl sat next to me and let me listen to her music with her (something which no-one had ever done before), and in that instance I found two things: a friend, and a band who would change my life forever.
I can’t remember which song it was she was listening to, but I do remember it was from the Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge album. It was the most poetic and beautiful thing I’d ever heard, the whole album was! As soon as I got home, I hunted out the album and bought it, and then I bought I Brought You My Bullets, and so on and so forth until I had collected every album and song the band had released…
They helped me through the thick and thin of situations I never thought I’d live to see, and I’m eternally grateful to them for it. I laughed, cried, slept, and breathed My Chemical Romance after that; for years I saw them as my salvation, my last hope for humanity, and that I could make something of myself. I was inspired to pick up playing guitar, I improved my drawing skills, I did everything I could to help me achieve anything: writing, playing guitar, drawing… They were - and still are - a massive inspiration to me, and they still remain my silver-lining.
I’ve fallen in love, I’ve fallen in hate, I’ve cried, I’ve passed exams, I’ve started to reach out for my goal and spread my wings at last, and all because of My Chemical Romance… So my shock at the news they were breaking up obviously came as a shock to me. It’s why I’ve taken so long in typing this up, actually…
But my shock was just that - shock - no horror, no despair, no malice, nothing. I was simply surprised to see that such a large part of my life had come to an end, and even more surprised to find that I was completely okay with it. I’ve grown as a person, and I know that My Chemical Romance have played a large part in that, but as much as I need them, I feel as though it’s best for this to end.
Things come and go, and as much as anyone tries to deny it, that includes your favourite band. They went out with grace, which is more than I can say for others, and they left us with a vital message, and one I don’t think any of us should forget: there is always someone or something out there for you.
Without them, I’d not be here; I’d have left school a decade ago and committed suicide. I’m still battling with my depression now, but at least now I know that I can still run back to them if ever I should truly need it. Their music is still there for me - for us - and it will always be.
No-one can take My Chemical Romance away from us.
Thank you, boys, for an era I’ll never forget, and for a life I’ll never regret.