Now that we’re wrapping up concert season with my metal girlies, you’d think I’d be soaking up every last show. But for some reason, in the days leading up to this one, and even the day of, I just...wasn’t feeling it. I genuinely didn’t want to go. Every now and then, life just sucks the energy right out of me, and I need a little push to remind myself that I’ll probably have a great time once I’m actually there.
I think I finally understand something about myself that I couldn't quite put into words before. There were so many days when I questioned why I wasn't crying or why I felt even the slightest sense of being okay. It almost made me feel guilty, like something was wrong with me for not falling apart the way I thought I should. But now I see it differently.
We’re so back with another concert this month! This time we got to see Electric Callboy. Thankfully, the concert was at the Brooklyn Paramount, which is fairly close to us whether we take the train or just Uber. I also like this venue because we can get balcony general admission, which means I don’t have to be down in the chaos that is the floor.
