I used to be the typical emo kids from upper middle class growing up in a suburb. My family was somewhat functional and I had very few friends but still shared similar interest.( hanging out pretty frequently). I think I used to be emo because I was bullied and ignored during middle school years. Every "positive things" (socially conventional) that people were doing amd pursuing were hated by me because it felt like they were having it easy.

When I was becoming a junior, my father's close friend and his son started visiting us very often. Apparently the son's mother had become a drug addict, and now acting very abusively despite of the family trying to offer help to her by taking her to doctors, counselors, and even meetings. The family comes from a very poor background and weren't just fortunate enough to get by each day. Thinking now, if I wasn't "emo", I would've likely to try not getting too into their business, let alone care. But (fortunatel?) Because of my state of mind, I felt somewhat more connected to the son, who is now proudly in a college. That state od mind somehow gave me more insight, better perspective of life and it really motivated me to step up to devote myself to helping others.

I do cringe a bit when I think of my emo life stage but it was a turning point for me to really change myself, doing the deed and honest work that God wants me to do.