This turned pretty dark, in hindsight...
Entry #10
I remember when the whole "Brony" phenomenon first started. I was quite perplexed, here was a show about colorful, bright, happy ponies, that people, mainly guys,
my age were getting into. At first I thought it had to be a joke, but I soon realized that these people were serious. They
actually enjoyed My Little Pony. I was absolutely confounded, and the more I heard about it, the more fascinated I became with the whole phenomenon.
Finally, one day I decided that I would humor it, I would undergo an experiment into the Brony subculture, not only watching the show, but exploring the fandom, looking into websites, forums, etc. And so I watched the first episode. I had to admit, it was a brilliant show for kids, full of good values and morals, devoid of violence and negativity. At the least I knew it was something I'd be happy to have my niece and nephew watch (both under the age of five at the time), but I still couldn't see why college age males would enjoy it.
And so, I watched another episode, and to my surprise, I found myself laughing,
actually laughing at some of the humor. I was in the hospital at the time, in a room to myself, and had been feeling the weight of isolation and loneliness settling in, yet somehow, those feelings were beginning to lessen. I was actually
happier from watching this show. And after a third episode, and talking with various members of the forums, I myself, though I hated to admit it, had become a Brony. It wasn't just the show, though admittedly it helped my mentality, but it was also the members of the fanbase itself. Healthy, optimistic, kind people, nothing weird about them apart from a love of a childrens show.
I admit that it's weird, and can't blame anyone for being confused by it, but I'm proud to be a brony.