Sunday, March 7, 2010

On My Gothiness:

I have been looking over my past posts and I really haven’t been talking about my Goth side very much any more.

Not that it has gone away, because it hasn’t. I just wasn’t talking about it.

I am Goth not because I follow a specific band or I dress in black and all that gothy stuff.

Sure I like that a lot, but I like it because of my Goth way of thinking not the other way around.

Yes, I am an elder Goth. If I want to move forward in life I needed to tone it down or look like a freak even in the Goth community. A wrinkly goth can look silly to other Goths also and I intend to grow old gracefully. So, I don’t get to dress up in my full Goth regalia when I go out as often as I used to.

This does not mean I’m leaving the lifestyle behind. I’m just not seventeen anymore and know it. And just as I still like other things from my past, cartoons and candy for example, doesn’t mean I’m going all childish and silly in the head either.

Dressing in a black tee shirt and black jeans does not mean I’m going all Emo. Emo’s are not toned down Goths. In fact most Emos I've met are angrier.

I’m a middle to older aged woman with graying hair. I’m allergic to hair dye. But that aside, I’m not going to be one of those people you’ve all seen with crater sized wrinkles and un-naturally dark hair. That is obscene in any group of people.

I am Goth. I think Goth. I like Goth things. I am not an extremist. I am not limited to only goth things to enjoy them. I have a lot of different likes as a matter of fact, but Victorian romantigoth turns me on the best.

Maybe it has been the lack of picture of myself that has made me less likely to talk about the goth part of my life here. And if I didn’t make a promise not to place identifying pictures here before I started the blog, you would be tired of seeing my pasty white face.

I may be seen in more Steam Punk clothing these days, I like that look too, But I’ll be a Goth to the end. I can’t remember ever being anything but Goth all my life. And I’m not about to change it now just because I’m getting older.


Gaius Balter said...

I found your blog quite interesting today. My view is that we often cling on to our old habits and we find it hard to let go. I think letting go is not saying that we don't like the thing anymore but rather we are adapting or moving on. If we cling on to our old ways all the time then it may hinder or stop our development as a person. I am speaking from personal experience. Recently I was reluctant to change the way my upstairs in my house was going to look because it has all my things in a very specific place. Now that I changed it, I simply cannot believe as to why I did not do it sooner. I feel a lot better now that it has been done and I feel that new times are ahead for me. It may just be a simple renovation, but it also is a way that I've wiped my hands clean from my life before. Change is necessary - especially when it is done correctly. I know that the points I have made are bit abstract, but I felt that you touched upon something more than just the change of your appearance.


To thine own self, be true.