here’s the ironic thing: when I first heard of twenty one pilots, it was right after Blurryface came out. I saw countless posts that had the words “my name’s Blurryface, and I care what you think” written over black and white photos, red visuals, and other things. I had no idea what the band was, or who created this Blurryface concept, but for some reason I was comforted by the words “and I care what you think”. I had no background context of the song, so that sentence made me like Blurryface. It made me envision this kind and caring character that listened to what people had to say when they were hurt. Who cared for your opinion and wanted to help.
Now I know who Blurryface is, and the evils he has done, and I see what I used to think as a metaphor. To someone who experiences insecurity and mental illness, their own embodiment of Blurryface can appear as a comforting friend. You begin to believe that your insecurities are protecting you from the cruel outside world. That your depression is there for you when no one else is. That maybe whoever this cruel being is, it actually cares what you think. It’s a cruel trap to fall in.
Long story short, I once believed Blurryface’s infamous words were sung in encouragement. Now I realize that he was against me, us, everyone, the whole time.