Not just because I miss the times when going out looking like you were heading straight to a funeral wasn’t considered socially unacceptable but just a “teen phase”; I miss the emo philosophy.
I miss having a whole movement that based its ideas and views on empathy and accepting pain as an inevitable part of life that should be celebrated, because being able to feel pain means that we still have humanity.
I miss the times when you could say ‘I’m sad’ and have an entire community shouting back that they were, too, instead of a thousand mental coaches and pseudo psychologists giving advices they read on Instagram posts.
I miss being able to shout “EVERYTHING FUCKING SUCKS” and receiving back a “HELL YEAH” instead of a “dude cringe…”
I miss crying over heartbreaking songs being normalised, people sharing the painful parts of their lives without feeling the need to censor themselves, I miss the internet before portraying one’s life as perfect on social media was the norm.
Also I kinda miss Welcome to the Black Parade being literally everywhere. And platform shoes. And weird hair.