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When I was very young, I was always super happy and energetic and sweet. That’s just my personality. I would litterally go up to random strangers and hug them and my mom had to pull me away out of sheer embarrassment . I was loud and outgoing and wasn’t afraid to be myself…

And then came Elementary school.

I was always different in a sense. I guess there just weren’t as many artsy and eccentric kids at that school I dunno..

But, because of that, and the fact that I’ve always been overly emotional, I got picked on and bullied. And, it would happen so often that… I was afraid to be myself, and that once happy little girl turned sad and alone… And then eventually, she turned into a bully herself. Am I proud of that? Of course not. The memories I have of being so mean to people still haunt me to this day. But I guess I just felt like the only way to get through those years was to show that you weren’t gonna let anyone mess with you. And I was wrong. And I realized that I was because I remember saying to myself that this wasn’t gonna get me anywhere and life and that I was going to change.


And there came middle school. A completely new school in a different town and all new people. I had actually forgotten who I was in a sense. I didn’t remember how to be nice. I didn’t even know where to begin because I was so used to being mean to get my way. I was so shy to the point where I could barely speak. I’m not saying it’s bad to be shy, but… when it’s not who you are or how your personality really is and you are like this because you’re afraid of being hurt again, no. It’s not ok.


Anyway, I was at my grandma’s house one day just watching tv and then I saw it. A commercial for the new generation of MLP. Now, I never liked the older versions, but there was just something about this one that intrigued me. So, I looked at the guide, saw when it was coming on, and made sure to tune in when it came on.

Little did I know, that would change my entire life.

One look at those cute characters, and… “Pink! That one is so cute! She’s so pink! I love her!”

Yes, pink is my favorite color, so naturally I gravitated towards Pinkie Pie. But, I had just started watching it so… I knew nothing about her. But, as I kept watching, I realized… that is who I used to be. I used to have that personality, I used to not care what anyone thinks, I used to smile and laugh and make others smile all the time. I had literally forgotten about who I really was.


At first of course, I was really insecure about liking the show because it was “for little girls” (This was way before the word “Brony” was even heard of. At least to me)

Anyway, I was just silently loving the show and then one day, one high school girl was walking around and I saw… “Is that… Rainbow Dash?”

My fangirl heart did a flip when I saw that. And remember, I was super duper shy at the time so, it was hard for me to gather up the courage to even tell her…

But I did!

“I love your shirt~”

“Oh! Thank you~”

Little did I know, there were more than just her, and they were all older than me xD

We even formed a MLP group in school and would meet after classes were all done for the day. We each had our own pony. I desperately wanted to be Pinkie, and I was, but everyone saw me as Fluttershy, cause.. you know… she’s all shy.

But that was not who I was!

Several years later, and after going through a very tough depression, (that mlp helped me get out of) I was finally myself …



Pinkie Pie isn’t just some cartoon pony to me… She is/was my role model for years. She was there to keep me going when I was at my lowest point. She helped me remember who I was and I would be lost without her. When I see her upset, I get upset, when I see her hurt, I’m hurt…

I know I sound insane, but I feel this deep connection to her, like… we’re the same. And now that the show is ending, that doesn’t mean I’m not going to carry on her legacy haha



Even though I never got to go to a con or actually meet Andrea Libman,

I still am happy I’ve had so many memories and made so many friends through this show. It taught me a lot of things. Made me smile, made me laugh, and even cry…

Thank you to the animators and producers and voice talent and every one that helped make this show possible because… It has a special meaning to me and will always have a place in my heart. So yeah, feel free to call me crazy and silly for being this worked up over this because…

Honestly, I don’t mind it. It doesn’t bother me. I know not everyone will understand and that’s fine. Just, tell me about it in a comment or something so I can see or if you love this show too and have any memories you’d like to share, I’d love to hear it.

Anyway, thanks so much for reading this.

Have a wimsiecal day! <3


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Posted previously at: 2019-03-26T09:09:23
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