I used to be an MJ fan.
When I was about seven years old my brother and I would go over to my neighbor's house to watch Michael Jackson's music videos. I'd lie on the couch hiding my face with my blanket so that nobody could see me crying. Yes, I was worse than Sanjai's crying fan on American Idol.
My neighbors were all boys and they would ask me why I was crying but I was too young to understand why.
I slept with a picture of him under my pillow at night and would dream about him in my sleep. It was an obsession; of course this was back when he was still "normal". (I say normal while making quotation marks with my hands because my version of normal is strange compared to others, but it's all relative right?)
So I am obviously, or not so obviously, over my crush on Michael. The end happened when my brother told me that Michael Jackson swore. Yes, I was so naive that swearing was the worst sin that I could think of. He might as well have told me that I was going to hell because I loved Michael.
I was devastated.
I refused to believe my brother and that night I held my shiny Michael Jackson photo in my hands and bawled all night long on the floor of my parent's bedroom. I knew that I just could not love someone who swore, so like the good girl I was, I finally let Michael go.
Good God I was so molly! Would someone slap that little girl into reality please?
So what about you? Are you an MJ lover or hater?
1 year ago