The stuff you miss

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@Maxliam I shouldn't come to these threads because they inevitably involve me heading to YouTube and watching old music videos and listening to music from games and films that remind me of childhood and what it makes me realize is that most of all, I miss innocence. Not specifically my own, but the collective innocence that came from forming your own opinions about something and not having them tainted by lets play videos and a thousand shrieking Facebook posts. The internet breeds a collective mindset and that mindset is quick to label things negatively. We have sacrificed depth for the sake of a quick fix of action. We have lost subtlety in favor of brashness. Where kids films in the 90s, like The Lion King or A Goofy Movie were made for an audience that the creative team had some respect for nowadays we get Angry Birds or The Emoji Movie, shameless cash grabs that run with the model: "Kids Stupid, Get Money". I miss quality over quantity, I miss films that make me feel something. I miss it all.
 
LazarusOwenhart said:
@Maxliam I shouldn't come to these threads because they inevitably involve me heading to YouTube and watching old music videos and listening to music from games and films that remind me of childhood and what it makes me realize is that most of all, I miss innocence. Not specifically my own, but the collective innocence that came from forming your own opinions about something and not having them tainted by lets play videos and a thousand shrieking Facebook posts. The internet breeds a collective mindset and that mindset is quick to label things negatively. We have sacrificed depth for the sake of a quick fix of action. We have lost subtlety in favor of brashness. Where kids films in the 90s, like The Lion King or A Goofy Movie were made for an audience that the creative team had some respect for nowadays we get Angry Birds or The Emoji Movie, shameless cash grabs that run with the model: "Kids Stupid, Get Money". I miss quality over quantity, I miss films that make me feel something. I miss it all.
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Sad part is, those idiots always existed and in such a great number but were so scattered across the country and largely ignored because they were the local weirdo people made fun of. Usually they either became crazy cat ladies who worked as crosswalk guards or lunch ladies or if they were smarter than the average loser, a sub.

Now with the internet giving every loser a voice, we see them shrieking louder and more concerted in their efforts. I just want to play vidya games, I don't want to have to line these people against a wall and waste precious ammo on them.
 
I miss when people didn't take pop culture (comics, movies, video games, anime, etc.) seriously, or as a business for that matter.
I miss when recess was 30 minutes long- it seemed like everything lasted forever as a kid. Now kids are lucky they even get a recess.
I miss my family up in New York. I miss going to NYC to shop, eat out, and see Broadway musicals.
I miss my daddy. At least he isn't in any more pain.
 
I miss my grandparents. Only one is still around.

I also miss the cats my family used to have. 2 were brothers from the same litter.
 
Maxliam said:
Sad part is, those idiots always existed and in such a great number but were so scattered across the country and largely ignored because they were the local weirdo people made fun of. Usually they either became crazy cat ladies who worked as crosswalk guards or lunch ladies or if they were smarter than the average loser, a sub.

Now with the internet giving every loser a voice, we see them shrieking louder and more concerted in their efforts. I just want to play vidya games, I don't want to have to line these people against a wall and waste precious ammo on them.
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The biggest problem here is that usually angsty teenagers who 'hate everything' used to grow out of that phase through a combination of peer influence and a need to function in society. Now they go online and have all that negativity reinforced and THEN get told, 'Oh you aren't feeling shitty because you're a bundle of hormones and weird desires, it's because you're trans/gay/bi/asexual/fantasykin etc etc etc and literally the entire world hates you and wants you dead. Join our movement and really stick it to your parents!'
 
Dunno, I just miss how things were in general when I was growing up. Going back to visit my parents in the town I grew up in is sort of depressing, because it's becoming too crowded and populated and a lot of the green space, mainly around the schools, is being built on. I remember recess at elementary school was so much fun because of how much space we had, but now almost all of that is gone to make way for more school buildings to accommodate the influx of new kids. It's sad, because to me it feels like technology isn't the only thing keeping kids inside. Running around and doing shit outside was so much fun as a kid, and now I barely see any kids playing outside.

I also miss being able to just draw without worrying about how good it looked. I found an old flash drive with art from when I just started drawing digitally, and man I miss being able to churn out piece after piece while having fun doing it. Yeah, it evidently looked like shit, but I remember how much fun I had just drawing whatever popped into my mind. Now I get too caught up in how my stylization looks, or if my anatomy's ok, and sometimes I wish I could draw like that again.

And there's lots of random things from my childhood that I miss, like the group of neighborhood friends I had, reading manga in the local library every Saturday with my friend, how it felt the first time I played a Pokemon game, and this type of chocolate biscuit I'd buy while visiting family in England during the summer that disappeared off the face of the Earth.
 
I miss my grandmother on my Dad's side.

October of this year will mark ten years since she took her own life following a lifetime struggle with bipolar disorder.

Thankfully, my grandparents on my Mom's side of the family are still alive and doing well.
 
LazarusOwenhart said:
The biggest problem here is that usually angsty teenagers who 'hate everything' used to grow out of that phase through a combination of peer influence and a need to function in society. Now they go online and have all that negativity reinforced and THEN get told, 'Oh you aren't feeling shitty because you're a bundle of hormones and weird desires, it's because you're trans/gay/bi/asexual/fantasykin etc etc etc and literally the entire world hates you and wants you dead. Join our movement and really stick it to your parents!'
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Yep. I went through that "I hate everything" phase mostly because of frustration. Then I discovered weight lifting and channeled that anger and frustration into benching more or doing more pull-ups. Physical activity really helps you channel that teen angst into something productive.
 
Catch Your Breath said:
I miss my dog that died a few years ago.

Cradling him in my arms as he was put to sleep was single-handedly the worst experience of my life and I've had to stop a friend from hanging himself.

Fucking miss you, boy.

RIP Pip
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So I moved recently and found a box full of all of his toys, leashes, bowls, and... his ashes.
I'm really hurting right now.
 
Silly thing - I miss Pringles Pop 'Ems. They were delicious.

Serious thing - I miss the people I've lost in the last few years. Yesterday I listened to a song I've heard a million times and cried because when you've lost someone it takes on a whole different meaning.
 
My grandma and grandpa.

When my Grandma died, I got into depression which led to mass panic attacks that happened frequently, and these panic attacks happened so much that I couldn't leave the house at all. I still have to take medication for these panic attacks. I don't think I've been happy since she died.

The worst part is that the house my Grandma used to live in is now a crackhouse. I don't ever want to go back to that area for the rest of my life.
 
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I miss my black cat. I liked him. But then he went out on the streets, as he usually did, and never came back. To this day I don't know what the fuck happened to him.
 
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