This morning I was inspired by Disturbed on my way home from dropping my son off at school. "Stupify" is the song; I love that one.
Hi Meli,
YES. I love that song too, infact I've been meaning to indulge in some Disturbed for a while now...but never seem to remember when I'm at home...you've inspired me, but then, you do that.
I physically feel it because it's up soooooo loud it makes my ribs rattle. Listening to angry music that way clears the rage inside of me. You wouldn't think it would do that, but it does. I feel vindicated, therefore able to let it go when I'm done. It's almost as if supporters have rallied behind me, and I can let them take most of my burden of being enraged afterwards.
I think many people who listen to metal feel the same way. I even flirted with the idea of starting a death metal band with a guy I knew a few years ago, so I could scream. I had the idea to dress up like this frankensteins wife or something...it was ambitious.:D
It never came to pass though, and probably a good thing, since the guy was a junkie.I may not have been too willing to say no back then when I was hurting a lot, though I was determined to get through it without becoming a drug fiend. I've seen how people in pain end up when they take that road, and it ain't pretty. If they don't overdose, they will usually just end up spending years and years in denial only to have to face it all anyway, except now they have to overcome drug addiction as well as all the stuff they tried to escape from.
I always remember, as a kid, before I'd experienced much in the way of trauma, thinking about people who listen to heavy metal music, and to be totally honest, I was kinda judgy and thought that the music is for people who want to abuse themselves, but I came to understand as I grew older that it acted as a catalyst for releasing anger and rage which was stored in the bodies of people who had lived through abuses that I had no experience of, besides emotional abuse, which I'm not discounting...just that, at the time, I wasn't aware of anger in me at all, and felt no reason to get angry...which is a far cry from the person I am today.
I think I need to listen to more metal, and hey, you turned me onto Five finger death punch, and another guy a few years ago that I worked for filled my ipod up with lots of his favourite death metal and heavy metal music...and it saved my life at the time. I think he intuitively knew I was traumatised, and had probably experienced a lot of abuse himself...though he didn't speak about it with me...he was my supervisor after all. It helped a lot though.
It was really interesting actually, as he even said to me one day, "It seems like you are in pain..." and left it open for me to talk to him if I wanted to, but my reaction was to go really quiet and pretend he didn't say it and just not answer. I guess I didn't really know if I could trust him, plus it was in a workplace environment where the general consensus is to not talk about your problems or what's upsetting you...and if I started, I might not be able to stop wailing. No one had noticed up to that point that I was in so much pain, so I didn't really know how to react when he did. Plus, I kinda had a crush on him...he was so quiet and interesting...a little too into computers though...but he was not a people person and neither am I really...I prefer animals. We had that understanding, so it was kinda beautiful.
I never really 'got' death metal music...for years. It just was noise to me, and seemed stupid...but now I think I get it, or at least, I am in a position to understand the effect it can have better. I'm really grateful to him now I come to think of it. He was a prick to me at times, but the music helped.
Anyway, if you allow yourself to empathize with the singer as if he's telling you his woes, you'll see just how thereuputic the death metal is. If you give this a try though, be forewarned.... this music is not for the faint of heart, the devout Christian, or the generally demure. There is some really black and hateful metal out there; be careful.
thanks meli. I think I will give this a go...but yeah, the hate stuff isn't for me. Don't need anything encouraging that side of me to come out.
Otherwise, I deal with feelings by picking them apart mostly. Anymore, the second I begin to feel something, I ask myself "why". As I look at it in a clinical fashion, most times I can reverse ill feelings by giving myself support and reassurance in silent thought.
I used to do this all the time. I don't know why I stopped asking myself why though? I guess that's something to ask why about?