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Originally posted by TwilightSparkle here: http://www.ponychan.net/chan/arch/res/1.html
"I have something to say that has been bugging me since it happened. I'm posting this because I can't think of anywhere else to post it. I need to tell someone, and since I have no one but you guys, I'm posting this here. Yes there are ponies, and no there is no tl:dr.
so here is some back story on my life.
I had an abusive stepfather. there are many memories from watching him get drunk to beating me, to beating my mother, and a lot of other fucked up shit he did. We were constantly moving around, never staying in one place for long so there was no way I could make friends. This lasted since I was born for 8-9 years. I remember this one time, I was 6-7 and I was cowering in the corner of the basement, looking up, watching him beat my mom because she got in the way to stop him from beating me. I can never get this out of my head, and every once in a while I get a flashback of it and others randomly.
It has been 12 years since I’ve seen this him. 4 months ago He found one of my siblings FB accounts, and he wanted to see us. Skipping a lot of details, They all went, and my mom even forgave him. I stayed home wondering why they would even bother trying to forgive him. I cried myself to sleep that night.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago. He wanted to see us again, especially me. He was begging practically, asking for forgiveness for what he's done and such. Only me, my bro, mom, and new stepdad went, to meet him at a restaurant. I thought with all the support with me I'd be able to handle the encounter better. I took my headphones, I decided for some reason to take the rainbow dash toy from mcdonalds with me, and kept her in my pocket.
We arrive at the restaurant and get out when I find out that only me and my brother are going in, and mom and stepdad were going across the street to wait for me. All the confidence I had built up suddenly disappeared. I felt like rainbow dash before the young flyer competition. I must have made this apparent on my face even though I tried to hide it, because my mom tells me that it isn't too late to go back. I reached for my pocket and held onto rainbow dash. I say fuck it, we're already here in as normal a tone as possible but in my mind I'm terrified. We enter the restaurant, turned the corner and there he is sitting at the table.
He saw us, turns around spots us, gets up and comes toward us and then hands out his hand for a handshake. I wanted to yell at the top of my lungs, to grab a chair and beat him with it, to grab a steak knife off of one of the customer’s plates and stab him. But I didn't. I just took the handshake, while barely being able to look at him directly in the eyes, my other hand was in my pocket tight around rainbow dash. It took absolutely every fiber of my being to go and keep looking into his eyes without bursting into tears. He bought the buffet for us and I got a plate of food and I tried to eat.
Here I am sitting in front of the guy that used to torment and beat me just because I walked through the door, and I realize I’m basically eating lunch with him. nothing about the experience was enjoyable. normally I can eat anything but The food for some reason tastes like shit and I can't eat. It feels like every bite makes it harder to keep composure. He starts trying to make small talk trying to get into what I've been up to. He even tries bringing up some "good times" from back then. I couldn't hold it anymore. I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. I get into the farthest stall and I cried. 21 year old male, and here I am crying my eyes out silently in a bathroom stall. I now know the feeling when someone says or you read "and it felt like hours when it was only minutes" kind of thing. Because I felt like I was in there crying for hours. I hit play on my phone and listened to pinkie pie giggle at the ghostly, while I washed my face, trying to cover up that I was crying. the song finished and I headed back outside.
He went and tried talking again, trying to sound friendly and saying that he's sorry and he wished it didn't happe---bullshit. What happened next was the scariest and possibly the bravest thing I've ever done.
I cut him off mid sentence, sat up straight, looked at him straight in the eyes. I told him how many shrinks I've had to go to, how hard it's been to simply make conversations with people But I said all this to him as calmly as I could muster. I retold him of some of the beatings. remembering almost every detail, I even told him the time of day and how much sun was coming in through the window. I told him the many times I wanted him dead and how even right at this moment I wanted him dead. I told him all of this while looking straight at him, gripping rainbow in my hand, my body shaking from fear and adrenaline. The entire time I was there my brother didn't say a word and just let me talk. I got up from the table and left somehow managing to keep it together long enough to get outside before sobbing uncontrollably heading to the car.
The car ride home I broke down. I pulled my hand out of my pocket, and realized that I was squeezing the rainbow dash toy so hard, that it was perfectly indented onto the skin on my hand. I put on my headphones, had giggle at the ghostly on loop trying hard to listen to the words, but couldn't. All the while I was petting rainbow dash. At first I couldn't and kept crying scared out of my mind from what I just did, while trying to giggle and chortle and everything pinkie pie said to do. The song kept going and I was still petting rainbow dash and trying to sing along. Eventually I had calmed down enough to hear...
"she said, pinkie you gotta stand up tall, learn to face your fears"
It took me a little while to realize it. Slowly but surely I giggled, chortled, whooped it up, cracked up, practically yelling the lyrics while laughing, petting rainbow dash and even messing with her hair. I realized right then, that I got dressed for, ate lunch with and while looking him straight in the eye, told off my greatest fear, to his face."
"I have something to say that has been bugging me since it happened. I'm posting this because I can't think of anywhere else to post it. I need to tell someone, and since I have no one but you guys, I'm posting this here. Yes there are ponies, and no there is no tl:dr.
so here is some back story on my life.
I had an abusive stepfather. there are many memories from watching him get drunk to beating me, to beating my mother, and a lot of other fucked up shit he did. We were constantly moving around, never staying in one place for long so there was no way I could make friends. This lasted since I was born for 8-9 years. I remember this one time, I was 6-7 and I was cowering in the corner of the basement, looking up, watching him beat my mom because she got in the way to stop him from beating me. I can never get this out of my head, and every once in a while I get a flashback of it and others randomly.
It has been 12 years since I’ve seen this him. 4 months ago He found one of my siblings FB accounts, and he wanted to see us. Skipping a lot of details, They all went, and my mom even forgave him. I stayed home wondering why they would even bother trying to forgive him. I cried myself to sleep that night.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago. He wanted to see us again, especially me. He was begging practically, asking for forgiveness for what he's done and such. Only me, my bro, mom, and new stepdad went, to meet him at a restaurant. I thought with all the support with me I'd be able to handle the encounter better. I took my headphones, I decided for some reason to take the rainbow dash toy from mcdonalds with me, and kept her in my pocket.
We arrive at the restaurant and get out when I find out that only me and my brother are going in, and mom and stepdad were going across the street to wait for me. All the confidence I had built up suddenly disappeared. I felt like rainbow dash before the young flyer competition. I must have made this apparent on my face even though I tried to hide it, because my mom tells me that it isn't too late to go back. I reached for my pocket and held onto rainbow dash. I say fuck it, we're already here in as normal a tone as possible but in my mind I'm terrified. We enter the restaurant, turned the corner and there he is sitting at the table.
He saw us, turns around spots us, gets up and comes toward us and then hands out his hand for a handshake. I wanted to yell at the top of my lungs, to grab a chair and beat him with it, to grab a steak knife off of one of the customer’s plates and stab him. But I didn't. I just took the handshake, while barely being able to look at him directly in the eyes, my other hand was in my pocket tight around rainbow dash. It took absolutely every fiber of my being to go and keep looking into his eyes without bursting into tears. He bought the buffet for us and I got a plate of food and I tried to eat.
Here I am sitting in front of the guy that used to torment and beat me just because I walked through the door, and I realize I’m basically eating lunch with him. nothing about the experience was enjoyable. normally I can eat anything but The food for some reason tastes like shit and I can't eat. It feels like every bite makes it harder to keep composure. He starts trying to make small talk trying to get into what I've been up to. He even tries bringing up some "good times" from back then. I couldn't hold it anymore. I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. I get into the farthest stall and I cried. 21 year old male, and here I am crying my eyes out silently in a bathroom stall. I now know the feeling when someone says or you read "and it felt like hours when it was only minutes" kind of thing. Because I felt like I was in there crying for hours. I hit play on my phone and listened to pinkie pie giggle at the ghostly, while I washed my face, trying to cover up that I was crying. the song finished and I headed back outside.
He went and tried talking again, trying to sound friendly and saying that he's sorry and he wished it didn't happe---bullshit. What happened next was the scariest and possibly the bravest thing I've ever done.
I cut him off mid sentence, sat up straight, looked at him straight in the eyes. I told him how many shrinks I've had to go to, how hard it's been to simply make conversations with people But I said all this to him as calmly as I could muster. I retold him of some of the beatings. remembering almost every detail, I even told him the time of day and how much sun was coming in through the window. I told him the many times I wanted him dead and how even right at this moment I wanted him dead. I told him all of this while looking straight at him, gripping rainbow in my hand, my body shaking from fear and adrenaline. The entire time I was there my brother didn't say a word and just let me talk. I got up from the table and left somehow managing to keep it together long enough to get outside before sobbing uncontrollably heading to the car.
The car ride home I broke down. I pulled my hand out of my pocket, and realized that I was squeezing the rainbow dash toy so hard, that it was perfectly indented onto the skin on my hand. I put on my headphones, had giggle at the ghostly on loop trying hard to listen to the words, but couldn't. All the while I was petting rainbow dash. At first I couldn't and kept crying scared out of my mind from what I just did, while trying to giggle and chortle and everything pinkie pie said to do. The song kept going and I was still petting rainbow dash and trying to sing along. Eventually I had calmed down enough to hear...
"she said, pinkie you gotta stand up tall, learn to face your fears"
It took me a little while to realize it. Slowly but surely I giggled, chortled, whooped it up, cracked up, practically yelling the lyrics while laughing, petting rainbow dash and even messing with her hair. I realized right then, that I got dressed for, ate lunch with and while looking him straight in the eye, told off my greatest fear, to his face."
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Just because you like something doesn't mean you have to sexualize it >.>
Off topic .... silly people, ponies are for everybody...
Off topic .... silly people, ponies are for everybody...
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Thats more of the human behavior in general that would cause them to do that .... also was that a reference to the trix cereal commercials?
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yes it was my good sir
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yea i agree its not like every 18 year old that likes watching cartoon going to go super sexual active.
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Come to think of it, there are other fandoms out there like anime and/or manga that sell their merchandise and what not, some of them go out of their way to embrace it and go overboard. How different is it to the pony fandom? Therefore, ponies are for everyone.
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SionCpt. Corn
So... I'm sending others to an immoral doom?
Brony fandom = disease-infested future furfags?
Yes.
Well, it all makes sense now... Thanks for lending your perspective to my ears, now I finally understand why people don't like bronies...
But we'll see what the result becomes of my friends. Will it grow like a cancer and turn them into furfags, or are we just zealous fans of a good cartoon? This topic deserves some psychological investigation... Take care, Sion!
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Cpt. Corn
So... I'm sending others to an immoral doom?
Brony fandom = disease-infested future furfags?
Yes.
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SionCpt. Corn
Well, if most bronies happen to be this way... what would you call people like me who like the show, but won't go at those immoral, furry-like lengths?
A carrier, you like the show, you tell people about the show,causing them to possibly become insane pony lovers, but it doesn't effect you much at all.
So... I'm sending others to an immoral doom?
Brony fandom = disease-infested future furfags?
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That was a wonderful story. It shows so much emotion and is so relatable... This story should be published or something. Just goes to show that MLP changes lives!
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You've made my day/night/whatever. Even if im not into MLP, that is a good story.
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Cpt. Corn
Well, if most bronies happen to be this way... what would you call people like me who like the show, but won't go at those immoral, furry-like lengths?
A carrier, you like the show, you tell people about the show,causing them to possibly become insane pony lovers, but it doesn't effect you much at all.
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Why is every forum thread on this site always fighting against bronies or with bronies whenever the word bronies is written? C'mon guys, just grow up and accept each other. You aren't that much different.
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SionBoomer]
Maybe, but that doesn't mean all bronies want to dress up as rainbow dash or the like just because they are a fan of the show.
I beg to differ, on a site called "funnyjunk" (though its not funny at all) when the pony plague started, i can't even state how many guys said that they wanted to be a pony or do a pony and occasionally said they'd dress up as one of 'em, though "op didn't deliver"
Well, if most bronies happen to be this way... what would you call people like me who like the show, but won't go at those immoral, furry-like lengths?
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Boomer]
Maybe, but that doesn't mean all bronies want to dress up as rainbow dash or the like just because they are a fan of the show.
I beg to differ, on a site called "funnyjunk" (though its not funny at all) when the pony plague started, i can't even state how many guys said that they wanted to be a pony or do a pony and occasionally said they'd dress up as one of 'em, though "op didn't deliver"
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Debates 101
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Make book out of this
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Some go too far, turn absolutely bonkers and start having EVERYTHING ponies
Pony mousepad, pony blankets, pony toys, pony clothes, pony porn *OH DEAR GOD WHY*, pony fantasies, pony --- you see where im going, thats what's wrong with ponies.
Pony mousepad, pony blankets, pony toys, pony clothes, pony porn *OH DEAR GOD WHY*, pony fantasies, pony --- you see where im going, thats what's wrong with ponies.
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Yikes, that's so true; a very valid reason, indeed! To be honest, I have a pony desktop wallpaper, listen to the music, read the comics, and if the toys were spot-on to the character design in the show, then I might buy them if I really wanted to...
My goodness, you are so right... WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!!!
Well, actually, I do enjoy all the pony, in all seriousness... but not at the caliber to venture into the mediums you have listed, especially the pony porn... man, that's just going too far.
My goodness, you are so right... WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!!!
Well, actually, I do enjoy all the pony, in all seriousness... but not at the caliber to venture into the mediums you have listed, especially the pony porn... man, that's just going too far.
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But that can happen with anything... doesn't have to be animal related for people to go out of control with it.
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Out of control with animal-related materials == furries.
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Maybe, but that doesn't mean all bronies want to dress up as rainbow dash or the like just because they are a fan of the show.
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but it's a children's show
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ohhh NOOOO BOOMER. YOU ARENT A BRONY TOO, ARE YOU?
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What's so wrong with being a fan of a good cartoon anyway? (this statement feels redundant in itself...)
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SionCpt. CornSion
Tl;Dr
Umm, what does that mean exactly?
Too long, didn't read
My apologies, I just wanted to prove a point is all... didn't expect to see that result, though it probably wouldn't have mattered in the long run.
Come to think of it, I fear that being a brony could have made a nice segue into the evils of Z furry. I sure hope that isn't the case, the fandom would suffer!
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a very moving story, whether it is real or fake
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Cpt. CornSion
Tl;Dr
Umm, what does that mean exactly?
Too long, didn't read
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Bronies == furries. Get over it.
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I sort of disagree stud, Bronies == furries would be the same thing as saying that people who like disney cartoons with animals in them are == furries.
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Good point. /)*
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Hmm, if furries aren't the sexually disturbed scum that I've always known them to be, then they would equal to bronies. But since furries are who they are, I find you're math to be flawed, good sir.
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Sion
Tl;Dr
Umm, what does that mean exactly?
*Googles it* ----> "Too long, didn't read"
Oh... sorry about that, I just wanted to make a point...
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Cpt. CornSion
I'm bipolar and i'm tired, that's all you can take from that, AND I CAN'T HELP IT... I've turned into a fur--a furfaaaa- FURFAG--- so im now nicer to ponies
Woah, wait a minute... So you're saying that bronies are furfags? Now that's absurd, no need to cry either!!!
Bronies are nothing like furries... even though I have admittedly seen a few that are both, which is utterly disturbing.
Now, I'm a cool dude in real life and I became a fan of MLP:FiM before I even knew they had a term for it, that is, the term "brony" (bro (fan) + pony (of MLP:FiM)) existed, but I wasn't aware of it at the time... anyways, I've known a few families as a whole who absolutely love the show, my own dad is a fan of show, and even my own friends (though I think I'm responsible for bringing it to them). So... bronies, pegasisters, whatever you call it, we are all just regular people fascinated with the brilliance of Lauren Faust's cartoon. That is, until those with their own immoralities get mixed with the fandom... thus, you may see the occasional ponyfag/furfag, ect.
Tl;Dr
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Sion
I'm bipolar and i'm tired, that's all you can take from that, AND I CAN'T HELP IT... I've turned into a fur--a furfaaaa- FURFAG--- so im now nicer to ponies
Woah, wait a minute... So you're saying that bronies are furfags? Now that's absurd, no need to cry either!!!
Bronies are nothing like furries... even though I have admittedly seen a few that are both, which is utterly disturbing.
Now, I'm a cool dude in real life and I became a fan of MLP:FiM before I even knew they had a term for it, that is, the term "brony" (bro (fan) + pony (of MLP:FiM)) existed, but I wasn't aware of it at the time... anyways, I've known a few families as a whole who absolutely love the show, my own dad is a fan of show, and even my own friends (though I think I'm responsible for bringing it to them). So... bronies, pegasisters, whatever you call it, we are all just regular people fascinated with the brilliance of Lauren Faust's cartoon. That is, until those with their own immoralities get mixed with the fandom... thus, you may see the occasional ponyfag/furfag, ect.
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Did i mention im tired? I CAN'T EVEN DIVIDE 10 --wait-- I DONT KNOW HOW TO DIVIDE BY 0 THOUGH.. HOW DOES I DO IT?CAN NOT COMPUTE!! I JUST CONFUSE MYSELF AND I START DIVIDING?!?!
It didnt process it quick enough, i honestly dont know why i hate ponies so much.... They're just irritating, but not near as irritating as their fans.
It didnt process it quick enough, i honestly dont know why i hate ponies so much.... They're just irritating, but not near as irritating as their fans.
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You like fads, but you are a hipster? My mind does not compute. I think you somehow managed to divide by zero in a whole new way. Please don't hurt me.
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No, i actually like most "fads" I just hate ponies because of their fanbase, really, i liked it for a while until i realized--- shit--- IM A HIPSTER--- THATS WHY I HATE PONIES.
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Hell yeah he did. He wrote some really interesting stuff, I read a murder mystery from him a long while ago. I don't remember the name but it was good.
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I wonder what Faust thinks about her show audience, i mean at least 80% of it is grown men...
Grown men, that being why ponies are terrible, i swear those ponies are making grown-ass-men gay.
Grown men, that being why ponies are terrible, i swear those ponies are making grown-ass-men gay.
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Ponies: Changing sexual preferences since 2010.
I hope the men grew their own ass.
Jokes aside, ponies are not gay, nor are the people who watch them. Or at least most of them. Why do you really hate ponies? Are you one of those I hate all fads kinda person?
I hope the men grew their own ass.
Jokes aside, ponies are not gay, nor are the people who watch them. Or at least most of them. Why do you really hate ponies? Are you one of those I hate all fads kinda person?
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Ah, yeah, C.S. Lewis.
Ok, I see where you're going with this , but why the ponies? I am a brony (not hardcore in any way), but I think I'm pretty smart. I mean for God's sake, I used you're correctly.
Ok, I see where you're going with this , but why the ponies? I am a brony (not hardcore in any way), but I think I'm pretty smart. I mean for God's sake, I used you're correctly.
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LOL thank goodness, making the world better one properly used "you're" at a time.
Also, C.S. Lewis was an extraordinarily intelligent man. I'm glad his words are being given some fresh air. He wrote a lot more than Narnia.
Also, C.S. Lewis was an extraordinarily intelligent man. I'm glad his words are being given some fresh air. He wrote a lot more than Narnia.
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"Let's pray that the human race never escapes earth to spread its iniquity elsewhere."
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Eh....what is my profile quote?
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Good question, Fleshy. But I think your profile quote may answer it for you...
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Well, as I said, you choose what to make of it.
On another note, why the pony hate?
On another note, why the pony hate?
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PasidonI don't know what to take from that, Sion but...Sion
even though i hate ponies to the core, i have to say your avatar is pretty awesome.
Guhhhhhhhhh... you sympathized with them again? Why? What happened to the good old days when we just complained about them?
I'm bipolar and i'm tired, that's all you can take from that, AND I CAN'T HELP IT... I've turned into a fur--a furfaaaa- FURFAG--- so im now nicer to ponies
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I don't know what to take from that, Sion but...
Guhhhhhhhhh... you sympathized with them again? Why? What happened to the good old days when we just complained about them?
Sion
even though i hate ponies to the core, i have to say your avatar is pretty awesome.
Guhhhhhhhhh... you sympathized with them again? Why? What happened to the good old days when we just complained about them?
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Wow, what a story. Just.. wow. Good for him, he did what he needed to do, and resisted the urge to act violently which is something to be applauded for.
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