I would love more thoughts on this...I fear I wrote it some time ago and with some recent events in my life I wanted to touch on it again. I felt compaled which is not excuse for the lack of editiing but here it is anyway.
Vampires and Suicide.
I read an article some time this week about Vampires and Goth/ Pagans. It mentioned that the rate of suicide is much higher in these groups then any other group except homosexual men between the ages of 16-35. Now you may disagree with the premise of this topic, but consider it anyway if you would.
They mentioned that it was perhaps the dark clothing and subject matter that drove them over the edge, but I think it is something else all together. I don’t see the black clothing and subjects they study as being the cause but rather the result of lives. The make up they wear covers more then their faces, but also allows them to become something totally different and new.
Look at what kind of people we draw here. No offence but its seldom the happy go lucky rich collage kids. More often it’s the misfits, the ones who don’t really belong anywhere else. They find this place, or places like it and make themselves a home here.
However, just because they find a home here and for the most part people who are caring and willing to listen, their issues that drove them toward the darker lifestyles come with them. The depression, the loneliness, the abuse are all key parts of what make people what they are.
AS Vampires the people here understand what it is like not to fit in and how lonely it can be to not be able to live with in the crowd. There has been more then once that we have been cast aside, or even pushed out of the crowd, most of the time we never found a place there to begin with.
One thing about vampires is they are often able to exist in the crowd they are in. Adaptive, they survive regardless of the situation, yet, even when they are like a female friend of mine, sexually alluring, deeply desired, and extremely popular with males and females alike, she never feels totally at home. The rest of just being loved and secure is never in her heart.
This is perhaps a huge part of what she is cannot be comforted by the mortal throng and yet, as it is part of her life, she will always need it in her life.
Others do not have that sensuality, their lives are blacker then white and sometimes the pain of life can seem more then they can bear.
They come here, or to places like this looking for what they cannot have elsewhere, and when they do indeed find it is not here either, (even if it is right before them) they tend to express their pain in anger, and their loneliness in fantasy.
I had a girl at the alternative school where I worked as the school health resource advisor (school Nurse) that is a prime example of what I mean. Her IQ was registered at 150; she was bright, beautiful, and extremely gothic. As time went on I saw her in my office on a regular bases. Always with some minor issue or another. She lingered a great deal, and would sit at times outside the office on my couch waiting to see me, only to pass up every chance to extend her visit longer.
At first I was foolish enough to think she had a crush, but as time went on I realized she was just trying desperately to get away from the crowd. She felt so hollow and alone that she did the only thing she new would work and that allowed her to stay out of trouble, she ask to see the nurse.
I managed to get her to open up a little, and found out how horror able her life had been, how she was torch red and tormented, the details I really don’t think I need to go into.
She found her self being admired by the crowd she was apart of, and yet longed to simply be part of something else, anonymous and one with the others around her. She was a Vampire, they simply weren’t. Later that year, despite the counseling the medications and all the other things the school, her foster parents, and I did, the girl attempted to kill her self.
Her attempt wasn’t the desperate plea for attention, had she but aimed a little higher she would have killed her self for sure.
Things have since changed for that girl, and I will not go into how, but with out someone looking out for her and showing her the path, she would have found success the second time around I have no doubt.
The main message of this post is, we know some of you out there are hurting some of you are lonely some of you even want nothing more then to help out, fit in and become part of the masses. But for a moment if you start to contemplate the end, consider that there is a path and people are willing to show it to you, or help you find your way.
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The Devil