Save me from Schmaltz
I’ve been going through a rough point in my life involving heartbreak, depression, and a general apathy toward accomplishing anything with my life. One side effect is that all these schmaltzy songs which I normally think are cloying and just plain stupid have been affecting me more than usual. In particular, I hate James Blunt, but I heard that song “Goodbye My Lover” recently and I was connecting with the lyrics. Of course, I’m in an emotionally dangerous state so it’s somewhat understandable that I would relate the heartbreak in the song with my own but that doesn’t mean it’s a good thing. It’s like if you went to your friends and wanted consolation and they said “I’m really sorry that you completely ruined your life, cause she was perfect for you and I don’t know how you’ll get over that” while you’re thinking the same goddamned thing. It’s not helping the situation if you know what I mean. I spent most of my adolescence in that never-ending spiral of regret and pain and I’m perfectly (ok obviously not perfectly) happy without it.