Upon hearing the news that My Chemical Romance has ended, my heart aches with a sadness that I cannot express. And though that may sound silly, it’s all I can feel in the pit of my stomach. What’s strange to me is that beyond that feeling, I also hold a moment of change that I can embrace.
You see, this band was more than music. They created art; they were a voice that spoke when I was at a loss for words, and a crutch to lean against when the day didn’t end well.
Even more than that, they have become a chapter in my life that is no less than bittersweet.