Words by Adriana Sanchez
I was twelve years old when I got my hands on a copy of Three Cheers For Sweet
Revenge by My Chemical Romance. It was dark and angry, fast and morbid一and I loved it.
Before that moment, I was never exposed to anything that was seen as weird or frightening
to some. I didn’t even know that people were different because everyone around me was the
same. Out of nowhere, these four guys in a band were telling me that it was okay to be and look
different, so I did. I jumped straight into this world of punk rock not knowing that nothing was
going to be able to pull me back up.
Fast forward to my sophomore year of high school. I was a nerd with bright red hair and
wore Minor Threat t-shirts to school. I also started losing most of my friends and found it hard to
make new ones. I was being rejected by others and then my family followed. No one wanted me
anymore. People who once loved me were telling me that I was ugly, fat, that no one was going
to love me, and I believed them. When I looked into the mirror, I absolutely hated the person
staring back at me, so I changed.I was losing weight, I changed my clothes一nothing I did was
right. I was so desperate for someone to want me, to even like me, but no one did. No matter
what I tried, I couldn’t get their approval, so I turned to music. I turned to Three Cheers.
That album comforted me when I was too embarrassed to talk to anyone. I would put
it on repeat for hours and just listened. The one thing that I truly caught my attention from that
entire album is the line, “we are young and we don’t care, your dreams and your hopeless hair”,
in “Give ‘Em Hell, Kid”. It’s a very insignificant lyric and I think I may have even pulled it out of
context wrong, but to me it’s the most powerful; so much so that I plan to have it tattooed on me.
With just that line alone, I had suddenly found the courage to stick up for myself because it was
true. I was young and I didn’t care. I didn’t care whether or not someone thought I was weird
or ugly, so I braced the masses and accepted my fate. I simply stopped caring. The album
was telling me to seek revenge, but I didn’t want to inflict the same pain. It hurt too much. In
my head, I figured that having the courage to build a successful life despite looking different or
having weird interests was the best revenge.
My new found confidence was short lived as all of those remarks about my appearance
cracked the facade I had built. I became extremely self aware of the way I looked and grew
unhappier each day that passed. In an effort to mask whatever pain and self-consciousness I
felt, I mastered the art of sarcasm and blamed teenage angst as I distanced myself from others.
It was a lonely journey from then on, but I had music around to keep me sane.
I am now in the middle of my senior year of high school. Recently, I have become aware
that my self esteem issues are a problem, and I’m working on it. Just like anything else, there
are good days and there are bad ones. I’ve got a close group of friends that care about me and
am currently working on getting out of my hometown. So far, there has been a lot of babysteps,
but I have promised myself that one day I will be able to fully love myself just as everyone
should. Do not let people’s words hurt you. Everyone’s awesome and beautiful. The one’s who
have something wrong with them are the one’s who are trying to bring you feel less than you
My Chemical Romance has been my favorite band since then. They were there when no
one else wasn’t and for that I would never be able to thank them enough.That record alone was
my gateway into this whole new world of music. Music that has become my passion in life and
inspired not only the person that I am now but also the person that I aspire to be.