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How Anime Has Shaped Me

I’ve been watching anime ever since I was just starting out in elementary school. I still distinctly remember the first series of Naruto being aired on Cartoon Network.

Before that, it was series like Pokemon and Digimon that first introduced me to anime. And also an oft-forgotten series: Medabots. There was also the programming block late night on Cartoon Network: Toonami that aired re-runs of anime like Inuyasha, Ruroni Kenshin and Cowboy Bebop.

Anime was an integral part of me growing up and even inspired my own works of fiction. Not only was it a staple of my childhood but each anime along the way has shaped my ideals and morals to a point worth noting.

It was in Naruto, the hated underdog that was desperate for love and connection that I found part of myself in.

When I was younger I wasn’t always the most popular kid in school but I related to Naruto’s mission and journey. He was out to prove something but along the way he became someone he could be proud of. A true friend and hero to the people he cared about. He no longer needed approval from people because he found acceptance in his friends and colleagues. Naruto got his happy ending but it wasn’t without struggle and perseverance. And I think that’s something you just can’t knock.

Naruto had to literally conquer his demons to be able to gain victory in life. The metaphors in this show alone go over some people’s head but there are life lessons here.

Later in life, I decided to check out an often recommended anime: Welcome to the NHK. It was in the character Satou, that I found representation.

I had never seen a character with social anxiety represented before. I related to this character on so many different levels. His ending was not so much a happy ending but a realistic one. He didn’t achieve everything he set out to but he found something that worked for him and he got better.

It was in Ryuko, a high schooler at a brawling academy that I became to believe in girl power fully.

Needless to say, I took a lot of lessons away from anime and without it maybe I wouldn’t be who I am today. It’s entertaining but also relates to real life and there is an anime for any point and time in your life. I think more people should give it a chance.

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Ame雨

Rain, rain, please don’t go away…

Stay with me today and be my friend.

Everything feels like it’s at a standstill.

Sometimes I like feeling like the only person on the planet.

I don’t know why.

There’s something comforting about the silence. The pattern of the rain and the grey, dreary sky.

So, so quiet.

All I can hear is my thoughts and the pitter patter of the rain.

Engulfed in deafening silence.

Overflow

All I can see is my pain.

It’s like a mountain standing in front of me.

I just don’t have the tools to climb over and get to the other side.

I feel like the light in me has gone out. I can’t trust anyone, there is no one who will spark it.

I’d give anything just to be happy. Why do I have to face these obstacles every day? It doesn’t feel like it’s getting easier, only harder.

I don’t think I need much. I just want to live in a place where there is trust, love and goodwill.

How can I overcome all this if I can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel? It may all work out in the end but all I see is me suffering right now.

Have mercy.

My heart has been smashed into a million pieces.

Permanent Vacation

Have you found your new home yet?

I see. There’s no need to rush things. In the meantime, why don’t you try making yourself at home?

I see. That’s unfortunate. Just wait and it’ll happen.

And by wait I don’t mean waste time. There is a lot of living to be done before you find the right place.

Maybe it would make it easier if you believed that that place was already being prepared for you.

See, you don’t see it now but your bed has already been made. And it will remain. So there is no need to stress.

Must we go on about this any longer? I’m starting to grow tired.

Good night.

M.O

YOUR M.O

I can birth the story but when I do, it takes on a life of its own.

I can scribble my true feelings onto paper but now it’s more than a poem.

I can live and take my bed up here and still have it not be my home.

I can have friends for life but really still be alone

I can have a heart of flesh but really have a heart of stone

I can pretend to not be affected but still be prone

I can write you a poem on your birthday, written in prose