This section has problems pertaining to dealing with “everyday” (everynight?) things for vampires. It can get in a light vein, but I would prefer it to be mainly enlightening (jeez, can I quit with these day puns, already???) as to actual problems that vampires have to deal with on a day-to-day (aaarrrggghhh!!!) basis. If you have a unique or unusual vampire-related problem or situation you’d like me to consider adding to the Problems Vampires Have section, send it in here.
–Sanguinarius[Back to Index]
Being a vampire has its good and bad parts. These are the things that suck.
- People constantly being pissed off around you, and/or pissing you off.
- Having the urge to tell someone you are a vampire but you don’t have the balls to tell them.
- Being bitched at because you don’t wear a coat in the winter when it’s 20 degrees Fahrenheit.
- Looking at all the posers around you.
- Having to sit through 2 straight hours at school in classrooms with huge windows, and they don’t have the brains to shut the blinds and turn the lights off.
- Those stupid girls that want the fans turned off when it’s over 80 degrees in a classroom. [Sangi note: I think *everybody* has a problem with that…lol]
- The severe urge to jump someone and bite their neck. (My canines are sharp and somewhat long, and people have often commented on them.)
I could rant for hours.
Contributed by Ben
Here’s a list from Dark N Solitaire Confusion:
- Having your family telling you that you need to go to a mental hospital.
- Loving dark colors, and being called “Death” because you wear them.
- Going to the doctor and anemia appearing when you don’t feed your thirst, and nothing’s wrong when you do go.
- Being asked, “Why are you so pale?”, when you’re from a multiracial family with nice bronzed tones.
- Being constantly asked, “Why are you squinting?”, when you’re not outside.
- People who have high beams on while they are driving.
- Headlights, period.
- Lights on in the classroom.
- Not being able to take night classes because they are full.
- Wanting to go for your friend’s arm when you see them bleeding.
- Being asked, “If real vampires exist, then why don’t you prove it?” *(Would you really want me to?)*
- Being asked, “Why are you such a night person?”
- Being the odd ball, or black sheep of the family.
- Not having enough rainy days because you live in southern California.
- Having people stare at you because you’re always looking for a shady spot to stand in.
- Scaring people and never hearing from them once they realize what you most likely are.
- People asking if you believe in God.
- People asking if you are allergic to crosses (even though you wear one around your neck).
- Feeling like you are alone when you really are not.
- Constantly looking and being tired during the day.
- Being able to hear high-pitched noises and things that others cannot.
- People thinking you’re crazy when you react to things you hear, feel and smell that they don’t.
- Looking at people and wondering what is the quickest way you would be able to get some blood from them.
- Having the thirst become stronger and stronger.
- Scaring the HELL out of people when your emotions flare, especially anger (because the beast emerges).
Contributed by Dark N Solitaire Confusion
Having no other known vampires close by to talk to about anything. It’s horrible. How can a regular school kid possibly understand?! There’s just NO POINT in trying to talk to anybody. It’s horrible!!!!!
Contributed by Manda
I know that I sure get really irritated when people try to ‘make’ me have to remove my shades. If the lighting level is tolerable for me, then I generally do, to keep the peace or try to blend in or at least not “stick out” so much. But if it’s way bright (usually it’s that way), and I can’t deal with it, then I tell the person that I have sensitive eyes and need to wear them, and keep them on. If they don’t like it, they can just go soak their heads!
There was one time that I was taking some sort of a class/workshop/group thing about dealing with depression, but it was at this drug rehab facility (they didn’t have a lot of funding so they had to combine the services, or something). I was not there for drug rehab, though, hehe. But the drug rehab people came up to me and tried to make me take them off because of some lame excuse about it being a trigger for those who WERE in there for drug rehab. rolls her eyes When I wouldn’t, they were a little less “nice” and tried a bit more coercively; I still would not, and they tried telling me then that I had to leave. So I went to somebody in charge and explained / complained. That must have done some good because they didn’t make me leave or take them off after that (although I could tell they didn’t like not getting their way).
still rolling her eyes about the “trigger excuse”
Contributed by Sanguinarius
I am only recently realizing that I most likely am a vampire. I was sure I was something else up until now, but didn’t know what. These problems have plagued me long before I found out why I may be having them…
- Seeing a friend with a VERY bloody cut and your first impulse being hunger — THEN realizing she could die if you don’t get her to a hospital. Being the one who had to clean it all up….and having to fight off the impulse for sake of pretense.
- Sunlight being extremely uncomfortable, even though you’re black and “you shouldn’t have a problem with sun sensitivity — your ancestors were from Africa!” (Even on an overcast morning, I feel the sun coming out before it is visible.)
- Going to a doctor and being told you have “a rare form of anemia that I’ve never seen in twenty years of practice!” Ha! — Wanna see something else?
- Not knowing how to ask someone to find out if he or she is a potential donor.
- Being constantly hounded by people who want to “save” (read: convert) you.
- Riding the bus, where every whisper around you sounds like it’s right next to your ear — and a lot of them are talking about how weirdly you are dressed, more often than not.
- Hearing RPG fans talking about being vampires when they don’t have any damned IDEA.
- Not being able to tell the Goths you are friends with what you are, because they’ll think you’re being pretentious. So many of them claim to be vampires themselves, and a lot are just plain nuts.
- The meat counter at the market. I don’t know — I just stare at the blood.
- The fear of disease being too strong to allow you to do what you need to.
- Knowing what people close to you are thinking, but not being able to tell them because they will wonder how you knew and become afraid of you.
- Having a lover, the man of your dreams, but not being able to share what you are with him because he thinks he knows it all. He claims to have met several vampires, and says that he is able to feel something when around them. He HAS said he feels something when around me, too…but I guess that’s different, eh?
- Being the only one not grossed out (on the contrary, strangely attracted…) when they show bloody viscera being dissected in films in science class. (I was 13 and in junior high — how the hell was I going to explain THAT to anyone?)
- Summer. (Damned sunlight, strength-sapping heat, lots of sweaty, meaty-smelling people who probably won’t let you feed from them even though you want to.) When you haven’t had a donor in some time especially, it gets really aggravating.
- Headlights, streetlamps, etc., when you’re out peacefully walking at 2 a.m.
- Having to apologize for your violent mood swings to people who think you’re just insane. Being TOLD you’re insane when you know damned well you’re not.
- Living with your repressed Mum, who insists that “a young woman should not be out alone at night.”
- Not being able to stay awake in the daytime, but being so full of energy at night that you keep everyone else awake.
- The feeling of being utterly alone. Watching the people around you have normal lives, age normally, and change with time, and being left out. Vampires are definitely not immortal, but I do seem to age a lot slower than most people I know. I look the same as I did 10, even 12 years ago. (I’m 30.) That’s the biggie.
Contributed by JtheWretched
Here are some of the problems I have to deal with in college.
- Microscopes: I’m in a class where we have to look at a lot of tiny stuff, and whenever I ask my professor if something I’m looking at is what I’m supposed to be seeing, he turns the freaking light up, and states that of course I can’t see anything in that darkness.. but especially when you have to stare at something with the light on high, because otherwise it won’t magnify right.. Argh!
- Campus: This is a 40-thousand-student university; you can’t get away from people when you thirst. You can’t even properly enjoy the night because it is all lit so brightly, and everywhere there is some noise. Noise, period: cars, busses, horns, class bells, squeaking of any sort, TVs that are on all day (and I am forced to hear that stupid high-pitched sound they make), girls with high voices, squeaky shoes!, doors that need to be oiled, but are used frequently, etc.
- Since I’m in the sciences, I sometimes have to spot stuff, or hear stuff. I tend to hear a lot more than others do, and then they start looking at me like I’m psycho. I also see tiny stuff and stuff that is far away, and they freak out when they finally spot it, too. Or when I get a feeling that something is going to happen, I say so, and it happens, and then I’m the freak again. Or people that start talking to me only because they feel that I have “that certain something” about me — I mean, what am I supposed to tell them?? The same goes for people remembering me because they saw me in their class one time.
- Waking up at around 10 pm when I am supposed to be in bed, forcing myself to go back to sleep, because otherwise I will sleep through half of my classes.
- Not being able to find a single vampire or goth in this freaking city!! I mean really, WHERE ARE YOU HIDING??? I’m in Madison, WI, by the way.
- Being called a psycho because I start lifting furniture (we were moving) to get rid of excessive aggression, and being able to move large chunks with the help of chi. “You should try out for He-Man!” (I’m female, by the way.)
- Forgetting your sunglasses on your way to class, especially when you are running late and don’t have time to go back and get them. — Pain!
- All these stupid squeaky noises around me!! ARGH!
- Not being able to resist the urge of staring at people’s wounds, and then having to cover up by either pretending to be grossed out or pointing them out.
- People that test how batty I can get when they start mentioning anything to do with blood. (Unfortunately, I have an active imagination and start picturing various sharp objects making skin contact.)
- People that test just how aggressive/pissed off I can get, and then calling it ‘cute’!
- Their mere existence annoys me to no end; not to mention the fact that they have groups in every city, when there are only 4-5 vampires in the entire state.
- Desperately wanting to do something, but being too low on energy to do it. Or wanting to spend your weekend somewhere fun, but not being able to bring yourself to go outside during daytime.
- Not only can you freeze off a variety of body parts, but the snow also has the nasty habit of magnifying the sun.
- I don’t think I need to mention thirst, beast, etc. And I’m sooo glad that I don’t have light-sensitive skin; my eyes alone are enough of a problem.
Contributed by Natsilani
I am almost in tears because I am frightened. I first looked at a site that I had stumbled across on a research project (I will do this because I love knowledge), and I read there were some similarities of the “symptoms” of vampirism. Fighting the idea that my life as I live it was similar or exactly the same, I thought of the stereotypes that the site said were not true, while trying to distance my similarities. I did this mainly because I was frightened as to being — shit it’s kind of hard to type, my hands a shaking. I looked onward to this site, thinking, “I’m not, I am not one”, but I had to learn more, in order to try to distance. I was sure I would be able to; however, I found more similarities and exactness with this site.
Frightened, I pieced the puzzle together just six hours ago; things just fell into place. All the hardship, all the negative emotions and my anger that developed with puberty, as did the “experimenting” with blood, a real want to do it. I seemed to be somewhat connected with the few that I took blood from. As a matter of fact, I was the only one in all cases that would take the blood, “drink” they called it.
My childhood was horrible. So I was different (I now know, as of last year, that I am part of the 5% of people that have the conceptual abilities that I do possess). So I was different and I suppose that gave the other kids permission, or something, to beat the crap out of me EVERY DAY from the time of 1st to 5th grades. Then, for the strange behavior I exhibited, my family had not only threatened mental hospitals, but they also put me there (my anger seemed more than they were used to). They shot me with Florezene that lowers your heart rate; they once shot me with 20cc of the stuff — six times. But the stuff that really convinced me were three things: one, I was born with deformed irises (the thing that controls the amount of light that goes into the eye); two, I seem to take energy from people and don’t know how to stop; and three, if there is blood I want it.
If you’re interested, I thought up and can support the theory of what I call “blood wine” — alcoholic blood, but there is one complication. I am sorry for giving my life story, but I feel alone; I can’t turn to my friends (loving as they are, they won’t understand, nor would I expect them to). I feel terrified of myself, really. If you could relay the simple thought of how frightening the “awakening” is (you may use any or all of this letter to justify the point), and also the thought of how people not of vampiric nature can be cruel and destructive towards people of vampiric nature.
Thank you. I need to feel more comfortable (any advice would be nice). My e-mail is: MichaelBushkin (at) aol.com.
Contributed by Michael Bushkin
The other day at School, this stupid asshole comes up to me and says, “Hey, man, what’s up with the sunglasses?”
I said, “Look, man, it’s bright as fuck in this hallway.”
He said to me, “Are you a vampire?” and I said, “Maybe I am. Why does it matter?”
And then this dumbass takes my sunglasses off, and as I open my mouth to protest, this nut drops my glasses and breaks them. So now I have to go without sunglasses for a few days and that sucks ass, my friend. But today was good: the lights went out for an hour, so I felt pretty good watching everyone fall over desks and ask me how I can do my work in the dark. I just told them, “Look, I guess I can see in the dark.”
Contributed by Ozzman (let the night embrace, and keep us safe)
I am turning 17 in a month, and I find it is very hard to find a donor because people either think that you are some stupid child or that you are too young. (Too young? It’s not really our choice that we were awakened, especially not at this time when so much is going on. It’s yet another thing to add to the list of teenage problems!)
I’ve…uhm…recently had my awakening. It’s a rather difficult change but a very welcome change as well. Most of the problems I face are at high school. The bright lights, the crowds of people, the constant temperature changes (dramatic changes); it’s too much! I can’t handle all of these changes at once. But it is something that I’ve been adjusting to for a year now so I have grown a little used to it. There are some great upsides (hearing! better hearing!). What I hate the most is all of the fucking people who make attempts to touch me or talk to me. I have 2 friends (one is another vampire who was “awakened” a month ago, and the other is a “black swan”) who both understand what I’m going through. But why do people have to be so damn stupid? Why the hell did Edison make such a bright invention? Why do people not understand that different isn’t wrong? Why do I constantly feel like an exhibit when around other non-vamps who have mysteriously found out about me? Why do people get soo freaked out when they catch you staring at their veins? Just WHY?
Contributed by Mechanical Antichrist[On to Page 6]