I am fine with the music... would actually listen to it but... people would judge me and put death threats in my bookbag... again...
One of the biggest pieces to the puzzle of being happy, is not caring what other people think about you. Truly, being yourself, and being ok-with being yourself. Get some real thick skin. People are gonna laugh? Bounce right off you. People are gonna name call? Bounce right off you. No big deal. Doesn't matter, cause you're enjoying yourself, being what you like. And this includes with your parents. Sorry to say folks-most people are idiots. Men, women, confused men/women, race, any variable you can think of, it doesn't matter. Humans as a whole, aren't that bright. We have done some amazing things. Come up with some obnoxiously impressive inventions. But engines, electricity, medical research and computers aside, there's not a whole lot going on. This includes, many of your parents. If they're going to blow off your friend's suicide like it's no big deal, they aren't very fit to be a parent. That's not to say they don't care, but they're seriously missing the mark on one of the biggest/hardest things you're ever going to go through... So-as hard as it might be-it's important to learn to not care (completely) about what they say, too. At some point, you got to stand up on your own two feet, and start to figure some things out on your own.
All of this, much easier said than done, I know... But it's not impossible. That's where music is a huge motivator for me. It's always been there. In my room, in the car, headphones anywhere I went. Though I understand not everybody is programmed the same, and different people are driven by different things, so what works for me might completely annoy the next guy. But the point is, bring on the death threats. Odds are at exactly 0% that anyone will kill you because you got down with some Hatebreed. The only real consequence is you learn a few songs, eventually a few full albums, show up to a live show when they play in your town, and make some real friends there. That's the other brilliance of metal heads. They are the least judgemental people I know. Show up to a show, you wear what you want, do what you want, nobody cares. There can still be an ******* in the crowd, just like anywhere else, but as a whole, everybody loves everybody.