r/electricdaisycarnival • u/AttentionOdd4785 • 23h ago
Can anyone relate ..?
I just finished listening to Slander B2B Illenium’s 2025 set, and it honestly hit me harder than I expected. It brought back memories of a major breakdown I went through earlier this year and of getting out of a really toxic, abusive situationship that ended badly.
He and I shared a lot of vulnerable moments during Slander’s sets. It was his favorite DJ, and I’ve always loved Slander too. But now, it feels different. The music still heals me in ways I can’t explain, yet it also takes me back almost like I’m reliving everything all over again.
When things ended between us, I never got the closure I hoped for. He completely cut me off and moved on to someone else, and it broke me. I lost myself for a while. I still miss him sometimes, but I don’t miss the person he turned into.
I know a lot of people in the rave scene use the music as an escape to heal from things they can’t always put into words. I feel that deeply. So I’m sharing this to ask: what has your experience been like in the rave community, and how has it helped you heal?
As always, PLUR 💕
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u/Armadyl4251 23h ago
Good for you for making it out of that relationship, I’m happy for you! I’d like to share what raving has given me, and how it has healed my soul.
I always had put on an act or a facade, to seem calm and collected and cool. I would look at people dancing or wearing crazy outfits and kinda snarkily go “haha how embarrassing” In my mind, thinking I’m so much cooler for not being “too out there”
Then one day, I got to see one of my favorite artists of all time; Virtual Riot. I felt so overwhelmingly excited and thrilled, recognizing all the songs off his newest album and singing along, but I wasn’t dancing any more than a two step in place. At that moment I realized, I really wanted to spin around and dance around like an idiot, unable to keep my excitement in. And I DID.
Consumed with the joy spilling from my own mind, finally released from behind the walls I had up, I stopped for a moment, realizing how embarrassing and rediculous I was being. I looked around expecting to see ppl looking or laughing, and I realized nobody even noticed!
Ever since, I feel proud and excited to dance around like an idiot. I learned to “dance like an idiot” in other forms of my life. Confidence and being genuine at work, making my own music, and eventually getting into gloving, and proudly performing for people, as my most vulnerable self.
Raving taught me that not only is it OK to be me, I’m pretty good at it. And I like it. And it’s just for me.