locketofroses
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- Feb 22, 2025
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If you think I'm a horrible person after reading this, that's fine. So do I.
I've never told anybody about this, at least not since I left, but I'm an ex neo nazi.
I realize how crazy that is to admit, but I don't take saying this lightly at all. I say it because it's true, and I honestly don't know how to live with myself since leaving that "community", if you can even call it that.
It started when I was 15. I was severely suicidal, and very very angry at myself and the world. I met a guy a lot older than me who my friends were worried would sexually groom me, but he didn't. Instead he promised me a place where I could belong, where I could be loved unconditionally the way my family should have loved me, and an enemy to place my anger on instead of myself. It sounded like a dream come true at the time. What I didn't realize then was that it wouldn't get rid of my anger, it would only redirect it to people who had nothing to do with my problems at all.
Eventually, when I was 17, I lost contact with that guy. I didn't immediately change my mind about everything, but slowly I did my own research. Now, two years later, I no longer identify with that ideology at all and haven't in quite some time.
The problem is I can't see myself now as separate from those years. I feel like I still believe those things even though I know I don't. It doesn't help that my boyfriend is German. Logically I know that's completely coincidence, but sometimes I wonder if maybe subconsciously I chose him because of that. Which is stupid because I really do love him as a person. He is the sweetest and most loving person I have ever met. He's exactly what that guy when I was 15 tried to claim I'd have, except without the hate and anger. He's like a ray of sunshine personified. Yet sometimes I still think that maybe deep down I'm only attracted to him because of his looks and nationality/ethnicity...
And besides that, I know I hurt people. Sure, never physically, but I know I caused emotional pain to a lot of people who didn't deserve it during those years. It's one of few things I've ever actually felt guilt for, and I think I always will. Not to say I don't deserve to, I absolutely do after the things I said and did. But deserving and being able to handle it are two very different things. Sometimes I think it wouldn't be a loss to anyone at all if I died because at least the world would be down another horrible person. Maybe I'm right. I'll never know, because by the time I am dead, well, I'll be dead. I won't be able to know how anybody felt about it.
I know all I can really do now is move on with my life and continue to educate myself better than I did then. But it'll never feel like enough. I'll always know what I was. Everybody who knew me between 15-17 will always know what I was. I can't erase that fact no matter how much I change. I still made those choices, I still believed those things, I still defended an ideology that caused some of the worst events in history. Nothing I do can change that.
I'm not asking for sympathy, I'm not asking for anything. It's just one of those things where sometimes talking about it helps even if it can't fix the problem.
I've never told anybody about this, at least not since I left, but I'm an ex neo nazi.
I realize how crazy that is to admit, but I don't take saying this lightly at all. I say it because it's true, and I honestly don't know how to live with myself since leaving that "community", if you can even call it that.
It started when I was 15. I was severely suicidal, and very very angry at myself and the world. I met a guy a lot older than me who my friends were worried would sexually groom me, but he didn't. Instead he promised me a place where I could belong, where I could be loved unconditionally the way my family should have loved me, and an enemy to place my anger on instead of myself. It sounded like a dream come true at the time. What I didn't realize then was that it wouldn't get rid of my anger, it would only redirect it to people who had nothing to do with my problems at all.
Eventually, when I was 17, I lost contact with that guy. I didn't immediately change my mind about everything, but slowly I did my own research. Now, two years later, I no longer identify with that ideology at all and haven't in quite some time.
The problem is I can't see myself now as separate from those years. I feel like I still believe those things even though I know I don't. It doesn't help that my boyfriend is German. Logically I know that's completely coincidence, but sometimes I wonder if maybe subconsciously I chose him because of that. Which is stupid because I really do love him as a person. He is the sweetest and most loving person I have ever met. He's exactly what that guy when I was 15 tried to claim I'd have, except without the hate and anger. He's like a ray of sunshine personified. Yet sometimes I still think that maybe deep down I'm only attracted to him because of his looks and nationality/ethnicity...
And besides that, I know I hurt people. Sure, never physically, but I know I caused emotional pain to a lot of people who didn't deserve it during those years. It's one of few things I've ever actually felt guilt for, and I think I always will. Not to say I don't deserve to, I absolutely do after the things I said and did. But deserving and being able to handle it are two very different things. Sometimes I think it wouldn't be a loss to anyone at all if I died because at least the world would be down another horrible person. Maybe I'm right. I'll never know, because by the time I am dead, well, I'll be dead. I won't be able to know how anybody felt about it.
I know all I can really do now is move on with my life and continue to educate myself better than I did then. But it'll never feel like enough. I'll always know what I was. Everybody who knew me between 15-17 will always know what I was. I can't erase that fact no matter how much I change. I still made those choices, I still believed those things, I still defended an ideology that caused some of the worst events in history. Nothing I do can change that.
I'm not asking for sympathy, I'm not asking for anything. It's just one of those things where sometimes talking about it helps even if it can't fix the problem.
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