And I'm so glad that I did.  Now that I have overcome my denial, I live a happier life - a life in which I can sing "My Name is Jonas" whenever I want.  A life full of "woo-ahh-ooo"s and "Yeah!"s.   A life in which it's okay to cry along with the sad Weezer songs.

Do you suffer from Weezer Denial?  Or do you know someone who does?  It's not too late to find help.  Even at the old age of eighteen, I was able to correct my anti-Weezer tendencies.  You can do it, too. Let go of your old ways and get back to The Good Life.

All pictures from these nice sites.  Go there for Weezer therapy or just for fun.
official weezer fanclub
rebel weezer alliance