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This 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.

--Sanguinarius

[Sangi Tip: If regular sunglasses are not dark enough for you, you might check into getting a pair of welding glasses.]

I am a 17-year-old recently awakened hybrid (sangi/psi) vamp. My problem is probably common. I have a problem with getting blood. I had a friend that would donate to me, but she has moved across the country, and only a couple other people know what I am... But they aren't willing to donate. So I have to get most of my energy from nature...which I have no problem with. But I get bad cravings for blood a lot. We don't have any butchers around where I live; we only have big delis, and I don't think I could get blood from them. I have a friend (well... more of an acquaintance really) who is a sang vamp, and he kills rabbits and other animals like that for blood, but I don't feel comfortable killing anything. And I don't really feel comfortable asking him to do it for me seeing as how we aren't very close, and he doesn't even know I've awakened. I drink my own sometimes when I really start vamping out for the taste of it...but that doesn't hold me very long. So, if you guys have any suggestions, or can help in any way... please email me at BSwolf13 (at)aol.com.

Thanks so much guys!

Contributed by -bloodless heart-

I feel cheated. All of these Vampire movies and books created out of a romantic fear. A blood hungry creature that stalks the foul night, feasting on man, woman and child mercilessly. This is not a correct portrayal of me. I am not a dark, brooding night stalker who dreams of murderous meals. I am kind. I am a loving woman. A mother, wife, lover and friend. I have always known my true nature and been careful for fear of reprisal and the ignorance of others. Of late, my protection of my nature and oftentimes called satanic activity has been overshadowed by my need to inform and give correct information. How long do we stand in shadows and operate under a code of silence, while we are portrayed carelessly and without thought to who we are, as people?

Contributed by Diva

OK, you want a problem? Here's a problem: THE GOD DAMN F*CKING ROLE-PLAYERS!!!!!! I CAN'T STAND THEM!!!!!!!! I told one of my close friends today (very seriously) that I am a psi-sang vampyre. She grinned at me and went, "Oh, that's cool." So I'm thinking, Hey, cool, someone besides (friend who shall remain nameless) understands! And then the newly told friend goes, "I'm a vampyre too." Now I'm thinking: Um...

Then she starts in on this spiel about how she's a vamp, and sounding very fake, using RPG language, and my belief (already very weak) is growing dimmer by the second. Then she goes: "What house are you in?" or some other f*cking stupid question, and I was about to say none of them, and then she said she belonged to some fake RPG house (I think it was Ventrue) and says that oh, she's immortal, and can fly, and that she contacts the dead, some junk about a dead vamp that "lives" inside her, on and on and on.

I screamed at her and yelled at her that this was not a big joke, that I am not a RP'er, that real vampyres actually exist, and that RP'ers drive me f*cking INSANE, and a whole bunch of other stuff, and I finished with this big telling-off about she and the other RP'ers have no idea what they're getting themselves into, and how stupid those games are, and how it is NOT glamorous or romantic or amazing or whatever to be a vampyre, and how she's lucky she didn't get herself into trouble with some real vamps before I told her off, and...

AAAAAARRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

*screams loudly and attacks nearest pillow and/or punching bag, then goes on an hour-long rant*

Contributed by The Morbid Rose

This happened to me a few years ago when I was about 16. One day, my parents -- both conservative Christians -- decided that I was too sheltered, and decided that I needed to be "exposed to the real world". So, instead of unblocking the History Channel and everything else rated above PG on the television (they have a censoring mechanism installed), they decided to send me off to Central America. Namely, Belize. And not only that, but with a pack of raging Evangelical Christians.

Basically, we were being sent off to build houses in a swamp and take care of unfortunate orphans in an orphanage that smelled like urine. Don't get me wrong -- I like charity, and I like doing charitable things. Just not when I'm in pain. And boy, was I in pain. I was stuck in more heat and sunlight than I had ever been in throughout my entire life. For an entire week, I was sweaty and sunburned, despite the fact that I was slathering on SPF 45 sunblock at least three times a day. I had to deal with constant, painful headaches. Then, halfway through, my immune system started to collapse and I contracted some unknown disease that made my guts feel all crampy and made me feel like vomiting. The chaperones wouldn't stop yelling at me to move when I could barely walk, and well... the whole trip was rather unpleasant. I seriously thought I might die, I was in so much pain.

Now, as far as daily difficulties go, I don't actually have much to deal with. I've managed to avoid any huge rumors, though a few have erupted; and of course there are the standard issues of the thirst and hiding my true nature from almost everyone I know. I worry that my parents might find out again -- they did a few years ago, and they sent me off to the shrink. I managed to deny all charges, though, and things turned out OK. There are a few people I can confide in, and I'm very grateful to have them in my life. I don't know what I'd do without them.

Contributed by Madaleine

The things that are the worst about being a vampire in High School are not having a donor and having to function in the daylight world. First, about the whole "not having a donor" thing... when I began my awakening nearly two years ago, I thought THAT hurt. That's nothing compared to the pain I'm going through right now. Being sang and not having a donor has got to be the worst thing in the world. I can't just touch someone and get my fill... blood has to flow in my case.

Because the only two people in my world that know about what I am refuse to help me... and play "tease the vamp" like there's no tomorrow... I live in constant pain at not having the energy I need. I don't have a donor, and making friends with someone new just for that purpose seems calloused... so I go without, for LOOOOOONG periods of time. And the few times that my buddies give in and bleed for me (namely after I collapse from the sheer lack of energy), we're at school, so its hard to drink my fill anyway, what with all of the security cameras and hall monitors and other students hanging around. It gets so bad that I start to hear the pulses of the people around me (sometimes this heightened sense of hearing can be a bad thing), and I start to vamp out and get very predatorial, which has led to me acting very strangely (i.e. growling at classmates when they speak to me).

The other thing that is awful about being a vampire in High School is having to function in the world of sunlight. Being nocturnal at this point, I'm always awake until the sky starts to brighten... and then I have to get up at 5 AM for school, which gives me about 45 minutes of sleep (but I do get naps in during the afternoon, so there's a silver lining, at least). Then I have to sit in the bright classrooms, take gym class in the bright sun, and pretend that everthing is fine when the school nurse asks me why I'm so pale all the time. And there's also all the run-ins I've had with hall monitors telling me that its against school dress code to wear sunglasses inside the building... which has led to some of the worst headaches I've ever had.

All in all, I can't wait for high school to end, so I can get out of the world of bright lights and UV rays, and maybe get myself out there in the social scene so I can possibly find a donor that doesn't tease me endlessly.

Contributed by Shade

I'm 17 and awakening in high school. I read all the problems with light in school, and I've got the same thing -- and to top it off, my math teacher hands out papers that are brightly colored, like yellow and neon-looking pink -- it kills! And when she doesn't hand out these, she uses an overhead, which I can't even look at. It sucks that I can't just speak up and tell everyone what's wrong, so I can stop suffering. But then they'll just lock me in a padded room -- white walls illuminated by fake light. Ugh!!!!

And nobody knows. My friend brought up vampyres when we were alone one night, and I almost told him, but then he mentioned that he wanted to find one, so he could be turned. I was scared he was just talking, that it would really freak him out if he knew about me. But I was even more scared that he would beg me to turn him!

Contributed by Sam

I am going through my awakening and it seems like everybody thinks I'm crazy; 'Why are you wearing sunglasses? The sun isn't even out.' And I am too young for anyone to believe me, I am 13. The constant nagging in my mind for even a taste of blood. My eyes are so sensitive right now, even the smallest, but brightest lights bother me till I can't even keep my eyes open. Nobody would understand where I live because most people are very religious and most likely think vampires are evil.

Contributed by FireFox

I am 13 and I'm pretty sure I'm awakening. This kinda sucks at my age because it's summer. Long days, hot sun, it sucks! Well, what really sucks about it is that the only way I could get blood would be to cut myself which I'm not too keen on doing. I can't get sunglasses because I wear regular glasses; I just got a new pair of glasses about a month ago and I need to wear them all the time. I'm also starting to get photosensitive and my brothers are gonna love to tease me about that. There's no way I'm telling them. And even if I do tell anyone, they'll think it's in my head because right before my awakening I started to really get into vampires (by the way, is that normal?). A good cover would be to go goth or emo, because my brothers already think I'm gonna do that anyway. The problem with that is my girlfriend wouldn't like it too much. And we hardly ever have any of the foods mentioned on this site that help with the thirst.

Contributed by RLL

I've read alot of the problems on this site, but I'm disheartened to not see someone like me. Most of my problems stem from the fact that I seem to be a hybrid. I suffer under the sun, and burn very badly, and am paler then the normal, but I do not have fangs [Sangi note: Most vampires don't.]. I undergo severe bloodlust, which takes a lot to suppress, and have never tried to psi-feed, as I do not believe in it.

I have never had any doubt that I am a strain of vamp, regardless of my attributes. The only time I have ever felt akin to anyone else is in this situation, and my lack of fangs, etc., does not seem to hinder me that badly among others. However, it is difficult when you suffer from depression to carry on without making yourself crazy, so I kind of hope I'm not the only one in this position.

Another problem for me is that, although I'm a severe goth, I am secure enough to be able to switch it off and be able to integrate myself into other situations, so my family, etc., have gotten used to me being able to act "normally". This also stems from the fact that I used to be addicted to self-harm, and yet had to hide it from my parents, so I'm fairly good at hiding things. But when I'm in the throes of bloodlust and don't have a donor... My boyfriend would donate, but I do not really want to take from him, as he means so much to me. I'm afraid it might degrade him or our relationship, and I do not know who else to ask. I have a few goth friends, but not many I would ask to be a donor. -- It's very hard to keep much concealed! Thankfully I'm in a social scene which allows me to be strange, and I will be moving closer to a vampire support group soon, so this problem will be eased.

I hope that this helps anyone who can identify with me. If anyone would like to contact me, then please email gothicspoons (at) hotmail.com.

Contributed by Rhythrin

To talk truely about my problems I have to go back in time to when I awakened and found myself surrounded by family members who were themselves vampires.

I awakened at a very young age; I think it was the age of four or five (saying that now I am 22). I first found out about my family heritage from my grandfather, as he was the oldest in our family (all of us being vampires). He talked about when our family first came to this country, that being Northern Ireland. We came here during the Norman Invasion of Ireland. Living in this place gave my family great resoures of blood and psychic emotions and feelings.

My problems really developed in Primary School (or Kindergarten and first grade, as it's called in America). I couldn't really stand the sun but it wasn't that bad; Ididn't get headaches, just really bad sunburn. One day my teacher was helping me with some spellings and I don't know what came over me.. I bit her in the arm, which gave me a bad reputation through the school. As I got older and moved onto Secondary School (High School), it got worse. I had not told anybody what I was, seeing as none of my friends knew what I/we truely are. And I also did not need donors because my family owns a butcher shop, so blood was not on short supply. Also, I was not a goth so I was mostly called a freak beause of my paleness (I'm more of a metaler-vampire). My girlfriend knew what I was.. I made the mistake of bringing her to my house (imagine her face); she dumped me soon after.

When I hit my 19th birthday, I was allowed into my father's... coven... well, for lack of better words, his clan. But that is basicly it and what I really wrote here to say is that if you younglings or newly awakened want to talk to me, I will gladly help you through your problems.

You can either email me at minford (at) hotmail.com or add me on MSN with the same name.

Contibuted by Legardored

I have to begin with the fact that nobody here knows about me being a vampire. I have been hiding this fact about me for approximately five years, when I firstly felt the urge for the human blood. I must say that this was rather shocking. I was interested in vampirism, however, I never even dared to think that I could become one myself. I understood that my life will be rather difficult, because of the changes that were happening in my body and mind.

My greatest problems always have been related to my parents. They are Catholic people and therefore they are horrified of a mere thought that I could be one of the community. I am not a religious person and I visit church only twice a year just because I am forced to do so by my mother and grandmother. Don't understand me wrong. I love churches as beautiful buildings and calm hiding places when they are silent and empty. Masses of people make me horrifyingly nervous. I have been forced to talk with a priest, because my mother was afraid that I am a member of Satan's church. I managed to hand my books and records to my best friend. However, I had to burn my diary and some of my prose and drawings. My mother has read my diary for unnumerable number of times. I know that my parents mean good, but they cause more harm this way...

Of course, I suffer from insomnia at nights. I can not fall asleep until early in the morning. I have to attend school in the mornings and I am extremely sleepy at lessons. Of course, I am not allowed to walk around at nights. I can only drink my own blood, because I can not have a donor. I know that my best friend would agree to give me blood. But I do not want to use her.

All these problems are making my existance perilous and difficult, however, I have learned to survive and to keep my secret from the world still having also my share of fun. Therefore I feel blessed to be one of the vampires. And I am glad to share my experience...

If anyone would be willing to share their thoughts or problems they encounter, I will be gratified to help in every possible way. You can contact me at shade1313 (at) msn.com Feel free to do so, if there is such a necessity.

With blessings
Laima

What is really rather annoying about being a sang is being too ashamed to admit it, let alone ask for a donor. Running over and over in your mind that these cravings and feelings could be something else, and maybe you're just looking for something to make you "special". What many fail to understand is that I wouldn't wish this upon anybody. This will not make you special. This will make insane. A select few of my close friends know I am a sang, and have even offered to donate. But, thinking of morals, I'd refused. "No, I'd rather you not hurt yourself." But this is indeed a form of torture, needing something that you cannot obtain simply from yourself. Resisting the urge to fall back on auto-vampirism, knowing it will do you no good. So, when you are just about crazy enough to accept the offer, it's too late. The offer is no longer valid. In times such as these, you see nothing good about being a sang. You are always tired, maybe always hungry or thirsty, or the other way around. Honestly, it went both ways for me. No appetite for quite a while, which made the bloodlust (for lack of better word) far worse. And knowing that most people cannot accept exactly what you are, because of media vampires. Knowing that no matter how you explain it, you'll sound like you need to be locked up somewhere.

Contributed by Jynx - Bad_Luck_Jynx  (at) hotmail.com

I have been in the process of awakening for quite some time now. I was never "dark" or gothic, but I've never been able to keep friends long, the reason often being when asked, "I bring them down." I started getting cravings, often in the early morning hours, for something for which I could find nothing to sate; easily sunburned...you know. It's been about 4 years now, and I didn't understand the problem until about a year ago. It was a shock, mainly because I'd never really even thought about vampires prior to then, Hollywood or otherwise.

I think that upon learning of what was different about me, I realized the worst problem to be the loneliness. Unless you have friends who understand, or fellow vampires like yourself, the idea of having to hide it starts to sink in and take a toll. And with the new "let's wear white makeup and claim to drink blood" fad (WHY?!), it becomes hard to not to stand up and cry, "I am a vampire, and you have NO IDEA what it's like!" This aspect of my life hasn't stopped me from being happy, I will say though. Most who read this know how it is; you wish you could open up, but that unfulfilled desire doesn't ruin your life or anything.

And being 15 doesn't help. It's not fun regardless of age, but it's worse to be in high school, when you're already struggling with other problems. People hesitate to believe you, which normally isn't a problem because, hey, it's not like I'm going to go telling people. But when you're looking for others like yourself, it's frustrating to be dismissed as a silly teen or something.

Contributed by Alyssa

The first year of my awakening I was really sensitive to sunlight, and I had to wear my sunglasses in school (yeah they let me). One day I asked a teacher that didn't know about my photosensitivity if I could close the blind by my table and put on my sunglasses, telling her the light bothered me.

She said to me, "What do you think you are, a vampire? We let you dress like you do and we respect that, and in your house you can live how you want, with all the lights off. But this isn't your house, and you can't expect us to adapt to the way you live at home, so don't be so stupid."

I explained to her that it's true that the light bothers me. I said that I couldn't read properly with so much brightness so I needed my sunglasses, but she just told me not to be so stupid again and didn't believe me. So I said, "Fine, then I'll just put my head in my arms and go to sleep," and I did, lol.

A lot of teachers joke around with me about being a vampire and all. It was funny when one told me I looked like a vampire, and I said straight up that I was (not 'literally' of couse), and he went quiet, forced a smile, and walked off.

Lamia Mephistopheles Wraithinez - xmephistophelesex (at) hotmail.com

I am going through my awakening, and the thing that pisses me off most is school. i am a boarder at the boarding school I go to. The thing that annoys me most about the dorm I'm in is the curtains; they're just not dark enough! They're orange, which is better than the green ones in my old dorm, but still annoying, nonetheless! And, the way I'm on a top bunk, and I always wriggle about, restless, unable to sleep, -- and then falling asleep through class!! I hate waking up, without sunglasses in the middle of English, being asked a question by the teacher. He's already a pain in the arse as it is!! That's what I really hate about being a vampire. Oh, and having the need in a Practical Craft lesson, and hoping someone cuts themselves! That has got to be the worst!

Contributed by FreshBloodNeeded

I'm a seeker, not a vampire, but my homosexual friend is a vamp. One day he got a scratch on his nose, and I playfully licked off the ensuing blood.

Two weeks later, the Red Cross did a blood drive at our school, and I signed up to donate. At this point I should explain that the first time I'd tried to donate, I was too young, and the time after that I was too far under the weight minimum. So I really wanted to give something tangible to a good cause.

After I filled out their questionaire, they got edgy over the place where I'd checked the "yes" box to the question, "Have you come into contact with someone else's blood in the last six months?"

They were about to let me donate under a quarentined condition, but then they asked if my friend (I'd explained which blood I'd had) had had sex with another man at any time, ever. I had to say yes, and they had to say no because of the AIDS risk.

So be warned, kids! Know your friends, and if you're a vamp, know your donor!

Contributed by JD

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