Basically he had the nerve to get into a full on argument with me, numerous times, about how I was going through a phase. How I would grow out of it, I was just looking for attention etc. and each time I flipped the fuck out. Eventually I flipped out to the point that he never brought it up again. Seeing as I am now 20, most people have given up on the whole "You're-going-through-a-phase" thing. Our relationship got a lot better once he stopped trying to tell me who I was, and who i'd become.
My best experience with non-Goths, was probably when I was 13 yet again.
I was hanging out with one of my closest friends at the time, at a friends house.
I was wearing a London After Midnight T-shirt that had spiderwebs on the front, and said "Jesus Hates Me" on the back.
I typically wore a short sleeve over it, to cover the back when I was around people who I knew, would have something snarky to say.
Well I got hot and took off said overshirt, and this girls mom flipped out after I left.
Telling her daughter I was a satanist, and all that good stuff.
My friend yelled at her, standing up for me against her friend's mom.
Telling her that she didn't have a right to judge me based on a T-shirt when she didn't take the time to actually talk to me.
I've had some great friends over the years, and currently.
Most of them non-Goths.
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