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I’ve seen a lot of people on social media asking the same question: why do alternative people suddenly become basic?
I think the answer is simple: most of us who are alternative are here because we never felt accepted by the system, and because we wanted to rebel against it for that very reason, among others.
There are so many posts from people showing a “before and after” — when they were unwell and when they healed — where they used to be alternative and later became like everyone else.
When they heal from their problems and start feeling good, that’s also when their life changes, and they begin to feel accepted by the system they once rejected, so they adopt it.
We surround ourselves with and seek people who are like us — a community — but for many of them, there comes a point when they no longer feel part of that, but of the ordinary.
It doesn't mean that they betray the alternative, it means that identity changes among the stages of life.
This is the explanation I give to it. Yes, it’s sad, but that’s how it is. At least you know they found a place where they feel better, I can say this because this is how I felt, I remember that I was alt, then I wanted to fit in the system but realized that I didn't belong there, so now I'm here because alternative not only means shelter or aesthetic, it's also a way of living
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Personally, I first got into the emo/punk subculture when I was around 11-12. I absolutely fell in love with the alternative music and fashion. I began filling my bedroom with homemade band posters and merch, and I started stretching out my earlobes and begging my parents to let me get my lip/eyebrow pierced for my birthday. I only listened to rock and heavy metal. I mean, every single day at 6am I would have Motionless In White blasting through my headphones on my way to school. Even my close friends then were almost all alternative. During that time I was going through a very "I don't want to become another victim of your conformity" phase. I wanted to become a playwright or a Broadway director, and it was one of the many heights for my poetry. It was the period of my life where I felt the most free. Then I turned 15, and life hit me like a truck. It was time for me to join clubs, apply for summer internships, and start thinking about my future realistically. Soon after I buckled down, I realized that by dressing alternatively, I was severely limiting my options and greatly damaging the way in which others viewed me, so I traded in my chokers for dainty necklaces, my platform boots for kitten heels, and my mostly black wardrobe for a clean girl aesthetic, and that is how my life has been ever since. Sure, I may look basic now, but deep down inside there is an emo kid who will still look up as soon as the G note is played.
Wow, I love your story :), your way of beging changed but your interests never did
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I was in a really bad place when I was mall goth. No friends, no attention from others, nothing. I think that style was my way of getting the attention I craved, it was my way of calling for help using the stereotypes people use to profile women (dyed hair, weird makeup, dark clothes).
I feel you, and I hope you are doing better <3
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