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Oooh! Yeah...how do you do that?!

(i'm such a noob)

My life hasn't been saved, but they have given me hope, inspiration, and something to look forward to. (And by that I mean they have made me want to get out of bed in the morning and go one with my day knowing that something in the next week or month or something is coming and I am one day closer.)
I don't kno if that's what you want.

I'm Kayleigh A. I'm from a little city in Ontario, Canada, so that's pretty far. ;)

MCR has saved my life in so many ways. Coming from an abusive home, I escaped a lot of time and was able to calm down a lot when I listened to them. I can't really explain it, but I've always really connected with their music and it kept me from doing some of the stupidest things to get out of those situations. Eventually, after I found out Gerard was stopping his drinking, it made me see how strong he was and I got out of that abusive home. I remember always thinking about how if he could stop drinking and he was an alcoholic, then I could tell someone and get out of there.

I've lived with my dad (my parents are seperated) for a little over a year now. :)

PS: I have a little bit more that I can give you, but I'd prefer if someone emailed or IMed me for that.

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AIM: rockthe rosevest

they saved my life by bringing back to me my love of writing. and before i got their newest cd, i was stricten with panic attacks constantly. listening to their songs calms me of that. and sometimes when they talk about the inner torment they went through making this record, it inspires me because at the moment i know exactly what they mean by it, and it blows me away that they could have had such doubts and kept pushing and pushing for it. it made me realize that no matter what may happen, that i have to see it through as well no matter how hopeless it seems sometimes or how scared i get

LONG ASS INPUT:

About two years ago, I think it was, I didn’t like myself very much. I pretended I was to not only convince myself, but to convince others as well. I was never really close to the edge or anything, I just plain out didn’t like myself. I wasn’t allowing myself to live. I was the walking dead. And I would have gone on forever like that if it wasn’t for My Chemical Romance.

I will admit I haven’t been a fan for more then a year and a half now, but the way they’ve affected me will last a lifetime. My first song was Helena. I heard it and I almost felt my heart stop- I swear to god every word being sung by Gerard was exactly what I was feeling. I didn’t know why, nothing tragic had never happened to me, but in some way I knew what he was saying.

I began to do some research.

With each new song I felt closer to them. Closer to the music. Once again I felt like I understood them, and more importantly, their message.

“It’s okay to be messed up; There’s five dudes out there that are just as messed up as you.”
“We’re a band that wants to save your life.”
“No matter what; stay alive.”

I took that to heart. I began to show my true colors to everyone I knew. You either loved me or you didn’t and actually- I was fine with that. I still am. They inspire me in so many ways and I’ll never forget all that they did for me. Because of them- I am truly alive.

Songs that have helped me:

Im Not Okay- obviously the meaning of this song just hit me. And hit me hard. I had no idea that anyone could nail such emotion like that and just shove it in my face, but they did.

Thank You For The Venom- This is pretty much the song I would listen to when the world wouldn’t listen to me.

Interlude- I used to have nightmares. Bad ones, I would die in everyone of them. I became afraid to sleep. I would ly in my bed all night and pray to god that I would stay awake. Until I heard this, for some reason his voice has always had a huge impact on me. Just the way he sings the lyrics softly and yet you can hear all the emotion pouring out. It’s beautiful. It means something. I can’t fall asleep without it.

Sleep- This is kind of like with Interlude. It made me realize that Gerard and I had/are going through the same thing.

Famous Last Words: I can’t begin to explain how this song makes me feel. Flying, I suppose, would be the best word. It makes me feel more important, it makes me want to live. Thus far I think it’s the greatest song they’ve ever created.

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my name isssss- Natalie B.

id rather not post my full name on here so if you really need it then message me.

My name's Cheyenne, and I live in Boston. :]
MCR has saved my life multiple times, actually. I suffer from manic depression and I've been a bit on the ... wacky side. There are points in my life where nothing's worth it anymore, and I have this huge sense of hopelessness. The first time it happened, what really helped me through it was Headfirst for Halos. The song is about killing yourself, but there was this vibe of hope and happiness behind it, which was ironic. And really, I guess, the main point of the song. And it really got me thinking: do I want my skull to "fall like pixie dust"?

After that, I pretty much ... relapsed. Nothing was working for me. Meds, therapy, nothing. And I didn't have the total support of my friends and family. (They still don't really GET it.) What helped me after that were 'Demolition Lovers' and 'Cemetery Drive'. Lyrics from Cemetery that really drove the point home were: "They found you on the bathroom floor/Well I miss you so far/And the collision of your kiss/That made it so hard", and "If you want, I'll keep on crying/Did you get what you deserve?", because I thought about my family and friends, and how they would feel if I killed myself. When I heard those lines ... I just broke down and decided I'd get better. And so far, I've been ... fairly fine. No suicidal tendencies. :]

So, I'd say that Cemetery Drive really did save my life. XD

Sorry this comment was so long. >< Myspace: www.myspace.com/ch3ysta (I don't have obscene pictures or anything. Or TEH ANGLES!)

Oh.
I forgot to add:

FLW probably gave me the most resolve to keep going. The chorus to that song made me say: Yes, this is how I want to be. I want to keep living. It drove every doubt about my depression out of the back of my head. No. It shot it dead.

my name is Erica D. and im from Georgia...the other side of the US...

so yeah mcr saved me emotionally more than physically...i was afraid of myself and afraid of being myself. i was very insecure. hte first song i heard was Helena, and it blew me away. The song was beautiful and the video was amazing, and i was very interested after seeing it. i researched and learned more about them, but didnt really understand fully until i watched "Life on the Murder Scene". it completely blew me away and i instantly loved this band a million times more. everything they stood for, how much they encourage life, how much they respect women...i wasnt afraid of being myself after listening to them because i realized i didnt have to fit in..there are a few songs that stand out to me most though:

Our Lady of Sorrows-it says to me dont be afraid and fck everyone who doesnt like you.

I'm Not OK-this is pretty obvious. its ok to be messed up and weird, becasue other people have overcome it.

Famous Last Words-the chorus line:i am not afraid to keep on living, hit me so hard and i love this song.

Demolition Lovers-this song always makes me feel better, i dont know why.

Helena-i will forever love this song, for the two reason that its the song that got me listening to them and its just a beautiful song.

Bury Me in Black-i love how angry this song sounds.

1) Bahar, I live in Turkey. Yeah, I'm pretty far away.
2) I suffered heavily from panic attacks which led to the addiction of antidepressants. I really don't want to talk about it but I sort of have problems in my head(not daily problems such as unfinished essay etc, they were more scary and weird) and they were bothering me so much that I started getting these panic-attacks at the most normal situations. For instance, I'd start panicking in the middle of class for no reason basically. Then I got clinical help which I shouldn't have maybe. The pills were making me walk around as a numb and zombie-like person and at some point, I felt I needed it to survive the day.

Then of course came the I'm Not Okay, I fell in love with it and bought the record. The most important song in Revenge is Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You cuz of the reasons above. It means so much to me. The Ghost of you , to be honest, I am scared of losing people around me, I always get tears in the back of my eyes at the thought. So that song...I don't know. Within 30 seconds after it starts, I cry.The heavy part of it makes me a total emotional wreck, I don't listen to it that often.Anyhow,then I got Bullets. Honey (too lazy to type all) is the song that helped me the most off Bullets because whenever I got pissed at someone or something, I'd go play it on full blast so that I'd not have to take another pill to relax.

About The Black Parade, the first time I heard Famous Last Words, I burst into tears and it still brings tears to my eyes. It makes me feel like I can do anything I want yet makes me feel so sad and down. House of Wolves, I have no reason for that song but it makes me extremely happy.

I don't really have a proper pic, I don't like my pics but if you want one, IM me: xxanaesthetized.

I took the picture on your icon, btw. Heh.

Hai.

Long post coming up. :D

I'm Emily E [again i dont want to post full name, if you want to find it, email me at rainebow_em@hotmail.com].
I'm from Ajax, Ontario, Canada.
I'm 18 years old [i have no clue if you wanted age or not].

Since I was fifteen, I've had anorexia. I didnt know about the band when i had the disease, but when i was in the hospital [July of 2004] it was the exact same time that Gerard was going through his own problems. When I bought the DVD and I found that out, along with seeing his footage and heairng him talk abuot depression and suicide, I just felt like someone, was feeling exactly how i was feeling, almost at the exact same time. When he finally got clean in August, it was the same month I was let out of the hospital [though mine was closer to the end of the month].

I've relasped with my disease, once and I am fucking determined to NEVER go back. And i truly believe that they have helped me in that matter. I saved myself; I had not started to listen to their music when i was in the pit of depression and my diease, but I started to listen after the fact, and the first summer that I was free from treatments, I became obsessed with them, and i think it helped me to stay away from old habits.

Technically this isnt a total MCR saved my life, but i do think I would be depressed again, if not anorexic once more, if they were not in my life like they are now. They inspire me to write and to keep living.

Songs - kajdkajd. all of them. haah. Helena was what first got me into them, becasue it was just beautiful and I've lost my grandmother as well, never fully healing from it. Skyline's and Turnstiles as well, because she died on 9/11 [not in the buildings though].
Specific lyrics that just striek me are:
"How wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying" - becasue like Gerard, i am obsessed with immortality, and hope to be so one day, but through my writing. [I really hope that made sense.]

The whole 'do or die' part of Black Parade cuz that just sums up my entire life, i feel. I've just wanted to give up so many times, i've felt like I've been crushed and pushed so far to the brink, but that part is like a huge, fuck you, i dont care i cant survive. And i need that a lot of the time.

The first verse of "This Is The Best Day Ever" describes my hospital experience to pefection. The whole "i could hear you breath with help from your machines.." sends chills up my spine.

"I can see you awake anytime in my head" represents all of the people ive had die in my life, or just leave me. the whole song sends chills up my spine.

kajhkda. i've written enough. I just wanted to let you know as well, that i was on a muchmusic [canadian music channel] show about my eating disorder and how MCR helped me through it. It was called Music Is My Life... I have the tapes for it at home, but i dont know how to rip stuff, or else i would show you. :[

moi. i look INSANELY happy here. so i guess it works.

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***CAN SURVIVE for the black parade song post.

eeep. bad, bad typo to make!

Wow, having to sum up how MCR saved my life. This one's tough.

I was in an abusive/controlling relationship for seven years of my life. During around our second year of marriage, I found my way to My Chemical Romance. Their music automatically spoke to me. When I was depressed, suicidal, or just plain down their music uplifted me and made me feel as if there were a reason to go on with my life. I was raped, told I wasn't allowed to go out on my own, and was watched like a hawk in my own home...yet I had MCR and that made it bearable.

I'm only just now getting out of the relationship. It was the only relationship I had ever been in for so long (we met when we were teenagers), but I have met and fallen in love with a beautiful, beautiful man. He and I actually confirmed our feelings for each other October 24th, 2006, the day the new MCR album came out. I am now finally leaving the scary place I've been in for so long, and moving to a whole new state to be with this man.

To me, the words, "I am not afraid to keep on living," and, "We'll carry on," mean a hell of a lot more than I think they do to most. The future is scary. However, I know I can carry on. I have only just realized how strong I am. The things I've gone through show it. MCR's music makes me even stronger. Their music does not make me fearless, but it does help me with not letting my fears control my life.

If I were to ever meet any of the members of MCR, I'd just give them a hug. They'll never know how much they can truly mean to someone. When you're staring at a creek near your house, fantasizing about drowning in it so you can finally escape, pretty much the only thing that can keep you alive is music.

P.S. I apologize for putting this as anonymous and not leaving a photo. If you really need these things, I can email them to you if you give me your email address. I just don't want my personal story connected to my username.

Jessica K., Baltimore, MD, USA, almost 18. I've been into MCR since right after I turned 16. The first song that really got to me was "Helena" because it changed my outlook on death. I had a hero a few years back. A "hero" but well, you know, I didn't know him or anything and he turned out not to be a hero anyway. He killed himself. I was 14 and I had never lost anyone before, so I guess that really distorted my outlook on death. Cemetery Drive ("I'll miss you, I'll miss you so far...") and The Ghost of You ("never coming home") helped me t o finally get over that.

I enjoyed their music very much. They were by no means my favourite though. I didn't usually listen to bands like that. Until my depression got out of control a year ago. I fell in love. Favourite forever. I owe them everything. I'd sell them my soul if I had to. The first album helped me through this tremendously. I felt as if the people around me, the high school kids, were trying to suck me into their world and Vampires Will Never Hurt you came into play. By simply LIKING MCR I was automatically different from most other people. They let them hurt me. Our Lady Sorrows ("stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back") helped me lose three "friends" in a month once. It was worth it too, because they were basically all using me and I finally had the courage to stand up to them. One girl I stopped being friends with... well, maybe it was a mistake and I was feeling remorseful. The beginning of Skylines and Turnstiles ("let me break this awkward silence") made me believe that Gerard Way had been through the same sort of situation (although the song IS about 9/11, it could have been about a combination of things, actually) and he managed to survive. In my mind I felt like it was the end of the world and my 17th birthday was approaching fast. I truly felt that I wouldn't see a day of being 17. So I listened to "you're not in this alone" over and over and over. And of course, Cubicles. Being near the end of the finish line of high school I began to freak out about my future. Having a CAREER still scares me. But the thought of having an office job, no matter that I'm on Lexapro to treat my depression now, STILL makes me want to blow my brains out.

And even in my darkest days, I felt like there was one thing in the near future I could look forward to. LOTMS, new album, possible tour dates, etc. Nothing else in the world gave me the smallest glimmer of hope they did.

This is me: http://i15.tinypic.com/2w55a4x.jpg

I wanted to continue on about how Gerard Way, specifically, saved my life, since everyone else seems to.

From the first time I saw him... there was just something about him. It intrigued me. Not in a "omg hez cute lol" sort of way. He seemed so interesting. I read up on him and found him more and more fascinating. I found that him and I shared the same views on a lot of things, such as gay marriage. I kept it hidden that I was sexually confused up until I read him openly admitting to kissing Bert McCracken yet in other interviews admitting that he was straight. To be that comfortable with your sexuality is just amazing. I don't even think about it anymore. Most people would assume I'm straigght because I guess, well, most people are. Am I? Not exactly. But I'm comfortable enough to let people assume whatever they want.

Next. I found out about his struggle with alcoholism and cocaine addiction. I can't say whether I truly believe that he is clean and sober or not, but it's very likely. The main thing though was his ability to live through all of this. I've never gotten drunk or high in my life, but I self harmed and in a way, that is just as addicting. Once I started I knew it was a huge mistake, but I came to depend on it. Seeing him kick his addictions made me fight harder to stop cutting. I did. I know he self-harmed at one point too. That played a role in my decision to stop. Does he do it anymore? Well, he claims not to and I truly hope he doesn't.

AND he made me a better person. A much better person. I was a mean, selfish teenager thanks to my parents. They aren't the most respectful people. They want everything their way and if it's not, then it's wrong. They make fun of people behind their backs and I was becoming just as shallow as them. Gerard once said that he thought the meaning of life was to treat everyone with respect and I think I'll go with his philosophy over my parents'. My parents aren't the brightest people. I had this thing about "fat" people. This is probably more embarrassing to mention than cutting. I wouldn't be friends with them. That is just disgusting. I hate people like I was. OH HEY Gerard was "fat" at one point. He was bigger. If he was bigger when I first saw him, would I have given him or the band a chance? Probably not. Skinny little sexy attractive Gerard though? I actually thought he was "ugly" the first time I saw him, but I put that past me. "at least he's not fat." THANK YOU MOM AND DAD. REALLY NICE VALUES YOU HAVE THERE. Thank you Gerard, for inadvertedly stepping in and teaching me right from wrong. Pretty pathetic that I was in my mid-teens, but whatever. I've changed who I am for the better. I don't talk shit anymore. That was just a waste of my time.

For the record though, I now find myself being attracted to guys who are on the heavier side. :) Gerard losing a lot of the weight he had gained over the winter was almost... a disappointment. Haha.

okay okay- I'll spill.

So, like I said, MCR didn't stop me from swallowing pills (exactly...) or shooting myself.
(please ignore typos. I'm too tired to care, really.)

The gave, and still give, me inspiration to live. I have been severly depressed where I have wanted to hurt myself and kill myself, because life felt dull and the same. I woke up, went to shit school where I was made fun of and regected, cam home, went to bed, and started over. I had nothing to look forward to and nothing that made me feel better. Friends didn't understand why i couldn't just be happy. My parents thought it was a 'phase' I was going through. My grades were bad, I cried every night (no, I actually would sob for hours.), and I really didn't understand why people didn't like me. I wasn't that different from them.

And then I heard Our Lady of Sorrows and oh man, it blew me away. The chorus was just very wow to me, and it really made me okay with who I was.

Soon after 'revenge' came out, and I really looked forward to that. I counted down the days for that to come out quite strictly.
The first song that I fell in love with was (and happened to be the first single) I'm Not Okay. I listened to that everyday, before I went to school, after I came home, during dinner, before bed- all the time. It was like they had hit the nail right on the head. instead of using metaphors and singing about that they just said it- I'm. Not. Okay. And that was exactly how I felt.

The second song was Cemetery Drive. The entire song gave me chills each time I listened to it. (I'm actually listening to it now, and it still makes me happy.) When the drums start out I can't help but forget my promblems and just focus on the lyrics. They're beautiful, in my opinion, and it's one of My Chem's best songs.

Then Prison, To The End,

How Cliche`

That's so weird because my school's doing the same thing and I also picked to do my computer presentation on MCR :)

Anyhow..

My name is Gail and I live in Essex County, NJ, My Chemical Romance's home county.

Since the beginning of junior highschool I've had tempermental and almost bi-polar suicidal thoughts. I figured I had nothing to live for and that if I died people who actually benefit. It's quite the typical scenario, if you must, for "most teengers" to feel this way. Nonetheless, I've found a "savior" through a band hailing from my hometown of Newark, New Jersey.

The lines "You're not in this alone", "Let's give them one more reason now!", and "Hello Angel, where are you?" from Skylines and Turnstiles helped me the most.

April 5, 2006 was when it was confirmed that my grandmother was dianosed with lung cancer. I began blaming everyone on myself. I should've been a better granddaughter, what if she died thinking I hated her? My relatives also began visiting more often, this go in the way of my school work and stressed me out to a point where my same suicidal thoughts haunted me.

Yet the song Skylines and Tunrnstiles gave me hope once again, as well as the song Helena, seeing as my grandmother's death was imminent. I can't help but choke up at every work in that song. "Just like a match you strike to incinerate, we are the very hurt you sold...Things are better if I stay, so long and goodnight...Can you hear me? Are you near me?.." Their DVD also helped cheer me up.

Later on, My Chem held their "Ask MCR A Question" thing. I decided to write a long letter on my grandmother's lung cancer and how I wanted to tell Gerard that I was concerned with his health and whatnot.

Eerily, the following two days, the song "Cancer" was released to the public. I shook and bawled like a pathetic child when I heard the song. I can indeed, relate to every line once again. "It just ain't living, and I hope you know that if you say goodbye today I'd ask you to be true. 'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you."

At the moment, I'm 13 years old and in 8th grade, infamously dubbed "the worst year of your life" and I'm finding it very much true. I'm constantly picked on and my friends are hardly considerable to be "friends" and school is just a complete drag. Hello suicidal thoughts.

Soon enough, "Welcome To The Black Parade" was released, constantly pushing and encouraging me "Carry on" although I'm "broken and defeated". The album gave me something to look forward to everyday, rather than dreading to see the same assholes at school.

The actual album helped me the most, most especially "Famous Last Words". The lyrics chill my spine and gave me even more hope to "keep on living" and not to be "afraid to walk this world alone", seeing as my grandmother's predicted death is in a few months.

I love these guys more than life. I met them, and was left completely speechless. They mean everything to me.

Re: How Cliche`

[there's a point in me saying this to you, honestly.]

being 13-15 were the worst years of my life.
i was picked on all the time, for being quiet which in turn made me terrified to open my fucking mouth because they'd laugh at whatever i said.
my "friends" were basically as bad. i was on the edge of the group and left out of everything. blatantly. people act like that kind of thing doesn't matter but seen as it's happening to you as well i'm sure you know how it makes you feel.

no one ever told me that life would get better after school. instead they told me those were the best years of my life. hardly encouraging.

i just want to say to you now that it won't always stay this way. a lot of people SUCK when they're in school. kids are so fucking cruel. it DOES get better once everyone grows up a little, and better still when you get out of there.

i'm 19, so i'm hardly an adult. but since i've been out of school a hell of a lot of older people have told me they would never go back to their school days because for a lot of people, they're hell. i just wish people had told me that earlier because it felt like it would go on that way forever, spending most of my time just wanting to be able to sit in a class or walk down the hall without having someone say something hurtful.

i hope this helps, even if it's just a tiny bit.

Hi, I'm Stuart A, I'm from a little place called Walsall in the UK.

They saved my life in Spring of 05. I'd only just gotten Three Cheers and I was going through a rough period with my boyfriend. He lived far away from me and was drinking and doing drugs, so I thought something bad was going to happen. I told him to try and stop and he said he would. I went to Belgium for the weekend, thinking everything was alright, but when I came back I found he'd had sex with another guy, drunken sex at that and had posted it in his journal for the world to see. It made me so depressed that I just curled up in bed, pondering commiting suicide. I very nearly had a few weeks earlier but a panic attack stopped me. All I did for days was just lay in bed, but then I put Three Cheers on and I just... it's hard to explain, but hearing it kinda changed my outlook on things. A few days later I found oout they were touring here and it made me forget about what had happened completely.

Lyrics wise I'm not sure, but Helena, Ghost Of You, Venom and Living were the ones that helped me the most.

Moi

couldn't help but read this and I'm glad you made it through!
When I came across these lines "it's hard to explain, but hearing it kinda changed my outlook on things", I could hear Gerard in my head, singing: "if this is what you want then fire at will"...

Be strong! *smiles* Riel

(my story is on page two, if you care to read)

um right.
I'm Sarah, I'm 16 and I'm from Newcastle in the UK.

I first heard MCR when i had lost all interest in the music I'd previously listened to - ie. pop - and the first moment I heard them I thought 'fuck, they're amazing.' and I knew they were something special to me when the video for I'm Not Okay came to a close, since that's how I first heard them.
I remember that day going into my english lesson and telling my friends I was going to buy their album, based on the one song I'd heard and they just laughed at me.
But I did it anyway and fell in love. There was just something amazing about them to me. And that's when I became obsessed. Also, I made really good friends through my love of MCR and I'm still friends with those people now and they themselves have helped me so much.
But the main story I've got is that they did save me, but I didn't realise how until just recently.
I've always been a pushover. I was bullied for being fat [Gerard once said fat kids were the ultimate oucasts and I know exatly how that feels] and I've had health problems and stuff too. I've had stones thrown off me and at my house windows - all sorts of shit. And I never really had a best friend, so when a girl came along and said she was my best friend all of a sudden, I was thrilled and completely under her control. It's really hard to admit I was that stupid, but now I can totally see it.
Basically, we did everything together, but then she got into a bit of a troublesome crowd; she drank a lot, she did drugs, had sex and stuff, when we were 14 this was. And, whatever she did wrong, she told me to sort out. Even when she had a pregnancy scare she told me that I was the one who had to make sure she wasn't. And it began to fuck up my mind basically. Then, one day she told me she was depressed and that I'd made her so unhappy that she self harmed. And I was devastated, because rather than realising she was telling me a huge lie to make me feel guilty so I'd do even more for her, I just got so sick and worried about her, even though she hadn't actually done any of it, I just wanted to disappear. The thought that I'd driven someone I thought I'd loved to hurt themselves made me feel ashamed to be alive. She just manipulated me mentally. I didn't tell anyone that I wanted to die, but one friend picked up on it and sent me a text the night I felt so awful and told me not to do anything stupid and to put Helena on.
That song stopped me from going off and killing myself. The whole song, despite having such a sorrowful meaning to it, was completely uplifting. I just put it on repeat and cried for hours until I was over the worst of it. But I always denied feeling any of that to myself, because I thought I was being overdramatic and an idiot. So I carried on being this girl's best friend and acting as though I was fine. I felt stronger that way.
I remember though, when I went to see MCR live, the 'best friend' was with me and during Gerard's suicide speech I looked at her and squeezed her hand tighter to tell her never to do that again, when really I should've been listening harder to it because I was the one who needed it.
Two years later I decided to realise what I'd felt and I walked away from her and let her leave my life. But it was only because, when I finally met Gerard this year, when he looked at me and smiled I realised exactly what he's done for me and everything that I owe this band. For getting me through all the bad times [because whenever I felt low, I put them on and listened intently, letting them calm me down] and letting me know that I had worth, which this girl didn't want me to see.
This really makes me sound like an idiot doormat really, but I was just scared of being alone I guess. But MCR taught me that I deserve everything and that if being alone is the only to get that, I would put up with being alone.

Song-wise definitely Helena effected me. The 'do or die' part of WTTBP and all of Famous Last Words. Also, Headfirst For Halos. Just because it's message is so strong.

So really, that was my long winded explanation of how that if it wasn't for MCR, I doubt I would be here now.

aaaand this is me.

hope all of that stuff makes sense and that it helps.

Lindsay B., Southern California (eh, whatever), 18.

I've been into MCR since 2003, when I was 14. The first song I ever heard was Vampires Will Never Hurt You and I found out about them through a friend. I'm happy to say that My Chem has saved my life not once, but twice.

The first time, I was in an abusive relationship. I was only 15 years old. I was repeatedly raped and physically hurt by a boy I thought I could trust, and dealt with everything he put me through for almost half a year. Although I pretended I was okay, I constantly felt worthless, filthy, and not one second went by when I wasn't thinking of just ending it all, taking my own life. One night, after an especially violent fight over nothing, I went home to nurse my cuts and bruises and put on some music to take my mind off the pain. Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough for the Two of Us was blasting through my speakers, repeatedly telling me "... the beauty that I'm faking... we're not working out". I broke down in tears on my bathroom floor. And I don't know what clicked, exactly, but the following week I suddenly gathered the strength to end the relationship I had suffered in for far too long.

I'll never be the same, and I'm physically and emotionally scarred for life. But I listen to MCR daily; they're my therapy. They give me strength and hope and make me want to just keep on living, even when I feel like giving up.

And the second time that they saved me, was on October 24th of this year. I had been having a difficult time in my first semester of college and honestly didn't know what I was going to do with my life. I felt trapped, going through the same routine every day and feeling as if I was not getting anything out of it. I had become increasingly OCD, I couldn't sleep, and I was unmotivated to finish my school work. I was comstantly anxious and depressed and couldn't calm down and relax. I was so close to just dropping out of college and moving across the country all by myself. But the moment I heard The Black Parade, I knew that no matter what, I couldn't be afraid to carry on and keep on living. Famous Last Words has become my anthem. Even if I don't know what direction my life is headed, I know the pieces will fall into place eventually. And I'm okay with that now.

The boys in My Chem are so strong and have accomplished so much, and I strive everyday to have the same strength that they possess. They've definitely saved me, and I hope one day I'll be able to thank them for that.

Lastly, a picture: http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b338/Lindsaybadinsay/IMG_1494edit.png

And the second time that they saved me, was on October 24th of this year. I had been having a difficult time in my first semester of college and honestly didn't know what I was going to do with my life. I felt trapped, going through the same routine every day and feeling as if I was not getting anything out of it. I had become increasingly OCD, I couldn't sleep, and I was unmotivated to finish my school work. I was comstantly anxious and depressed and couldn't calm down and relax. I was so close to just dropping out of college and moving across the country all by myself. But the moment I heard The Black Parade, I knew that no matter what, I couldn't be afraid to carry on and keep on living. Famous Last Words has become my anthem. Even if I don't know what direction my life is headed, I know the pieces will fall into place eventually. And I'm okay with that now.

i agree with that SO hard.
only it was at the beginning of college, when i was like flipping out cuz of the change of scenery and shit. mcr = security blanket. and the new album just reaffirms my faith in them. :)




and btw, i just want to hug you so much right now.

MCR ddn't save my lie, but they saved me (if that makes any sense)

Last year was the worst year of my life, I fell in love for the first time and I knew I couldnt have the person I loved, my aunt nearly died while I was away, my guinea pig died, I thought two members of my family died. And one of my friends (who was also my ex) told me he was commiting suicide, and then did that.

I discovered MCR halfway through last year, I was listening to 'The Ghost Of You' with my friend and I said "Is this song about death?" (That was when I though 2 family members of mine had died) and it really spoke to me. I found something to relate to. I started relating more and more to their songs, 'I'm not okay' related to me being in love, 'Helena' related to my aunt.

When I got "Bullets" 'Our Lady Of Sorrows' immediatly spoke to me, I've always been bullied and that song helped me when I was feeling down, it still does. In my log book for schhol I write lyrics in every week and on the week my friend died the lyrics were the chorus to 'Skylines...' which I thought was weird as he called me 'Angel'.

MCR helped save me, they gave me something to relate to. As much as I loved my friends I didnt think any of them understood. No-one really noticed, I hid it, but I was really depressed but slowly MCR saved me. I would read about Gerard getting over his depression, and addictions and think, "That could be me. If Gerard can do it, why not me?" and I stopped feeling like such a failure.

I still feel depressed from time to time, but all I need to do is listen to MCR and I know I'll be ok as stupidly cliche as that sounds.

Name: Sparky
Location: England
Pic: Coming later

My name is Stephanie C. and I live in Long Island, New York.
Okay, so let's begin, this may be long.

Seeing as my parents are divorced, I never really had a father around the house, so my grandpa played that part. He taught me how to read and write and taught me through countless games and jokes the fundamentals of growing up. Whenever I needed him, he was there.

Our relationship was almost exactly the same as that between Gerard and his grandmother. My grandpa and I were very close. I loved him more than I can put into words. Then, he got very sick and I was send into depression. I knew what was coming. When he passed away this June, I was devastated.

I heard the news and immediately ran home, wanting to kill myself. I blasted the music in my room and sat on my bed, plotting what I'd do. I thank God that I put "Three Cheers" into the CD player, otherwise I'm not sure where I would have ended up.

"Helena" started playing and the words struck me. I can't really say which lyrics exactly, but I know that the song reminded me of Gerard and his grandmother. I thought of how much me loved her and how he allowed drugs, alcohol, and suicidal thoughts help him cope with her death. I didn't want to end up like that. It was then that I decided I was going to "carry on."

When "The Black Parade" came out, the song "Welcome to the Black Parade" helped me to move on. It explained how through bad times, you had to be strong and how you had to carry on through it all. And I did. That song and Famous Last Words really encouraged me to keep on going. The lyrics that really caught my attention were "I am not afraid to walk this world alone".

I am forever grateful to MCR. Their lyrics and words of motivation saved my life. I don't even know how to thank them for what they've done for me.



Here's my picture, it's the least "myspace" one I've got, haha.
http://img167.imageshack.us/my.php?image=pennwq0.jpg

My best friend, my whole reason for living was diagnosed with a brain tumour this year. She nearly died.

She had to have an operation, but it went wrong and she was really really ill. She was on a life support machine, and they said affer a few days if she showed no signs of improvement in the next 48 hours they'd turn it off. This truely broke my heart. Fortunatly, she did show signs of improvment and she recovered, but lost her memory. If you've ever known someone with amnesia or if you've ever had it you'll know how hard it is to try and make someone remember you.

During this time, I was listening to MCR alot and 'I'm not okay' really got to me, I loved mouthing it along with Gerard, as if I were screaming it. Gerards voice on 'To The End' really soothed me. I was moshing to 'Thank You For The Venom' all this helped me realease anger, and the depression of it.

MCR saved me then because I had no-one to turn to. They helped me release my tension, and fall in love with them again.

That just gave me a really sad feeling :( I don't even want to imagine my best friends not being able to remember me. I cross my fingers for your friend to get better (I hope that is possible, I don't know much about amnesia)

People are going to hate me for this, but at this point, I am past caring.

I wish people would stop claiming that bands saved their life so easily. It's a huge statement to make, and no-one should make it casually. But people are doing it more and more. Having angst is not the same as your life being in danger. People should start thinking before opening their mouths.

I can appreciate some people are kept going because of My Chem. But for every genuine claim there are loads of false ones.

*sighs*

I'm just asking people to think.

No hate here.

My names Kiley W. and i'm from Iowa :D

MCR has pretty much changed my life,
for some reason I could honestly really relate to all of their songs [like others can too].
They've taught me so many lessons in life, not giving up and don't take any shit.
I listen to their album at least once and day and I think without them I would be this whiney preppy scene kid who is afraid of anything.

So I guess MCR gave me strength and courage in life.

Hey, its 14 year old Melissa from IL (zombie_onslaughtxxx@yahoo.com)

I forgot to mention that the lryic "We're just two men as god has made us" from Prison made me understand and accept myself, despite my lesbianism. At the time I was afraid I was going to go to hell, because of my sexuality... This song helped me change my views, and made me more secure with who I am.

I'm Brittney P. from New Orleans, LA.
I was saved by MCR during Hurrican Katrina and a severe post-traumatic depression. They helped me a lot during the hurricane and the month that followed that I knew nothing about my house, friends, etc. But their big help cam afterwards. I got severly depressed after Hurricane Katrina, even though I didn't loose anything big, it was the thought that I could've lost alot of things that brought me down. I stopped eating during this time, tried killing myself twice, stopped talking, except to yell at my parents. I grew away from my friends and hated my life. This went on for about five months, from November til March-ish. My only refuge was music. At first it was the band, The Beatles. But they were always a bit to happy for what I was going through. I started to re-listen to My Chem again, and for some reason, it made my life better. The song "Our Lade of Sorrows" really helped me because of the whole "Take my hand and never be afraid again", "I'm Not Okay" because it described axactly what I was going through (y'know being not okay), and "Skylines and Turnstiles" really helped for unknown reasons. I eventually grew out of this depression (which was good because my mom was trying to convince me to go to a shrink if it went on any longer). This one day I was happy out of nowhere. I kept expecting it to go away, but it didn't. Eventually, after a week, I wasn't as happy as the begining of the week, I sorta went numb. But I broke out of it and that's why I'm here today.
Hope you enjoyed my story.
I might post a picture tommorow.
Peace.

Fine, I'll do it too.

Okay, let's do this...
María C. From Buenos Aires, Argentina. Age 18.
[Me: http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a110/LadyRocket/Imagen214.jpg]
Now, the rambling:

I’ve know the band for a while now. But it actually came to get a real meaning into mi life in this year.
I started the University, people always says what a big change and all that. I thought they were over reacting; I even told my mama “I can handle this,” I was wrong.
Being raised in two Catholic-schools I was used to someone holding my back all the times. I knew I had a teacher to turn to or a person to speck or someone pushing me a bit to do things (I’m lazy sometimes)
So here came the change of scenery that put my not-balanced-at-all emotional life into a pretty mess: I was starting into public education and no one would care about me, no one would listen my voice (that used to be very low and teaches only heard it because they knew me) and I was going to be one more.
So, that plus my extremely low self-trust (nothing to do with my family, that’s something people always ask) make me start in a very depressive mood. I didn’t tell anyone thought; I was eating my own words in silence.
A few months after starting (I couldn’t sleep, barely eat at all and was drinking a way to much coffee) I asked to my best friend a good song to hear.
She said I’ve never told you what I do for a living, I obeyed.
The next day, when I listened for the fifth time or something I almost choked my coffee with the lyrics “Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace. I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day”
Okay, I said to myself these guys are good. And then between the “I tried” and the so many times that Gerard says again I knew that I had to do something about myself.
But just because that wasn’t enough for me to handle, and just as if someone knew that I wasn’t going to be convinced for just one song… Thank you for the venom come along. There, there, I started to do something indeed myself. If I have to pick a song that had saved me, from honestly myself and the possibility of a depression (it’s on the family, and I don’t like to talk about that) that one would be. Between the screams of “fire at will” and the “Love it, or leave it, you can't understand” I started to think different, I started to let me live a bit more. They “give me a reason to believe”

I wonder a lot of times, since I was like ten years old if there was anyone who would care enough if I just disappeared. I was sure that my family was going to be sad and that… But besides theme, someone would miss me? That’s why when I heard Early Sunsets Over Monroeville I felt like Gerard saying “But does anyone notice? But does anyone care?” was pretty much resuming my whole life… Thought that, for me, they answered the question themselves…
And they bring me even more closely with the only person I would run away and hide. They save my life, they save the life of my best friend, even if she doesn’t feel like saying her history.

They returned me my voice. They gave me the trust I was looking for with Our Lady of Sorrows. The helped me to be where I am, to be happy with who I am and how I am. And they keep on helping me everyday, just like today, when I read ho much they’ve have done for a lot of people. How they have being saving lives around the world, and not just teenager angst and low depression as in my case, saving lives indeed.

My Chemical Romance may have saved me just in time. A lot of my friends turned the whole studying thing down, and I continued… and I was frightened of being alone, but just as My Chem has helped me to get this whole part of the year, it didn’t disappointed me into helping me to the end. Famous Last words gave me the words I could have never say “I am not afraid to keep on living. I am not afraid to walk this world alone.”. I wrote that down in every place I could. It would be some sort of mantra for the years to come, I know it.



My God, I rambled a lot. Sorry, I got a bit carried away

my name is jensen d. i'm from rochester, ny.

i started listening to my chemical romance at the end of my freshmen year, which was... early 2004. my parents divorced when i was 3, and my mom is a politician, so she's never home. my sister is extremely extroverted, whereas i am extremely introverted, so she was always out with her friends. a lot of my childhood was spent in my living room, home alone, watching television. i've always been a very, very shy person, and i have a hard time talking to new people or approaching people about anything.

after eighth grade, my sister went away to college, and i found myself spending less time with people. i got my own room at my dad's, and promptly locked myself away in it. i never came out to see anyone, or do anything, except the basics. at my mom's, i was given my sister's room in the basement, and i began to spend all of my time down there, just laying on the couch watching television. i would start feeling extremely sad for no reason, on the verge of tears for entire weekends, and i couldn't figure out why.

all of a sudden, i became very aware of how shy i was. it became a problem. i felt scared to talk to anyone, and i would sit and think about the future and feel petrified at the thought of having to go out and meet people. i didn't want to have to live.

later on, my doctor would diagnose my habits as "dermotographia." in short, i developed a problem where i would take a math compass or an exact-o-knife and draw pictures and write words into my arm. i did it to help me focus my attention somewhere else when i'd start to feel sad or angry or scared. i'm also a bit of a compulsive liar, so i was scarily good at hiding it or covering it up if someone did see. eventually it got to the point where i started thinking about suicide. not planning it out, just considering it. sort of how gerard put it in lotms: "if anything ever gets really bad, i'll just do this and it'll be fine." it was my fallback plan.

i was already listening to mcr at this point, but i was so caught up in everything else going on that i wouldn't really think about what was being said. finally, one night, as horrible as it is, i couldn't find my compass, so i just sat and wallowed in my fear. and as i did so, i turned on "i brought you my bullets..." when our lady of sorrows came on, i stopped dead. the lines that caught me were, "stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back, take my fucking hand and never be afraid again..." at the time, one of my best friends was in the process of telling my guidance counselor about my habits, and after hearing those words, i knew that they were words to live by.

my chemical romance gave me the courage to continue living. without fear of the people around me or the future, without depression from being alone, without anger because of my social anxieties. they've become my saviors, and without that song, i may be here today, but i certainly wouldn't be half of the person that i am.


(ps - sorry if any of that is confusing or choppy. it's a huge complicated story and i tried to condense it as much as possible, so. i probably left out some important details. my bad!)

wow forgot a picture. http://myspace-250.vo.llnwd.net/01338/05/23/1338233250_l.jpg

it's a myspace one, yeah, but it's the best one of me on my computer, so. :)