Go to your Facebook home page or scroll down your MSN list. Chances are, you will see personal messages such as "My life is like broken glass", "I hate the smell of rain...it reminds me of how lonely I am", or "I'm like fart - people runaway when I'm around but they can't even see me T.T" or some other bullshit like that. In fact, I bet you all my money that you'll see more than one of these.
These people make me wonder. Are they starving kids in Africa? Are they dying in war? Or were they merely dumped by a lover? Pricked by a wood splinter?
I tend to be skeptical, which is against everything I've learned at university, but I just can't help it. Can you blame me for doubting someone who constantly pines and moans about how unfair life is? Do they even know what is REAL suffering? I don't profess to know it, but I know people who DO know it, and they're not even half as pathetic as cyber emos are.
If you fit into the 'cyber emo' bill, ask yourself these questions - Do you have friends and family around you who show concern whenever you get into one of your emo rants? Are you reading this right now on the Internet, maybe while chatting online? Are you clothed, well-fed, and warm? - and if your answers are yes, then what do you REALLY have to complain about? And if you merely think that being 'broken' or 'damaged' like Edward Cullen (see: Twilight) or whatever is the new 'cool' thing, think twice.
I'm not saying that I have a heart as hard as rock and cold as stone. I too, experience the NORMAL ups and downs of life - being emotional over the littlest things to the more serious matters and going through days thinking of myself as the pitifullest creature on earth. But I turn to the people closest to me to remind myself that I have them, and having to endure 'material sufferings', if you may, is the least of my worries.
As I look out the window and see a man crossing the road with a fleshy right leg and a left metal one, I feel thankful for my hairy, fat ones. =)
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