It’s Gerard Way’s 41st birthday today. I keep seeing these posts like “wow…he’s getting so old….”
And I’m like….man. I’m proud of him for being 41. Because he could have been dead at 27. In his twenties, he was depressed, suicidal, and struggling with addiction. But, he made it past all that. He got sober. He got treatment for his mental illness. He made it to 30, and then 40, and he’s still going. And to me, that’s inspiring.
And it’s not like his career ended when My Chemical Romance broke up, either. I hate when people treat him like some has-been. He’s composing his second solo album right now. His first graphic novel is being adapted into a television series. He’s writing multiple new series for DC Comics (have y’all been reading them? They’re so good). He has a beautiful wife and daughter. He’s thriving.
Happy Birthday, Gerard. Keep it up. You’re doing amazing.
who else is angry that lyrically and musically the black parade is a fucking masterpiece but it’s always going to be written off as “shitty emo music” because teenage girls liked it
Black parade is the bohemian rhapsody of our generation and no one can take that away from me or us.