I admit it, I am a perky goth. I am not all doom and gloom all the time. I have an upbeat personality. I don't take things too seriously and I don't understand how people could get so butt hurt over trivial things. I can be hyper and sometimes loud when I am comfortable enough around people. If I am in a group and don't know anyone, I can be quiet and in my corner. Once I get over that initial social anxiety and have a few drinks in my system, watch out! I am usually the one at the party who is bouncing around the room making jokes with everyone, even to those sitting in the corner, sulking!
If this makes me ungoth, then fine. If this makes me annoying, that's fine too. In fact if someone is going to judge me because I am full of life or because I am not sullen enough to their liking, then by all means, go right ahead. I have no interest becoming friends with someone like that.
|I found this on deviant art. I do not know who this artist is but please contact me and I will be more than happy to credit your work.|
Life is too short and since coming back to goth, I realised this even more and I am happy now. Happy that I can be me and liberated that I gave up on being someone I really wasn't, in fact I didn't like that old boring "normal" Sylvie very much or respected her either. Being myself, in full goth splendor makes me happy. It puts an extra spring in my step. By embracing the macabre, I also learned to embrace life. You only have one life, make the best of it and most importantly, live it for you. After all, isn't part of being goth also being a non-conformist? Being goth is the most liberating thing I have ever done and I refuse to be someone that caters to someone else's image whether it is to be normal or mopey.