Hello Everybody! Markiplier here, and thank you guys SO much for being with me through 1,000 videos. It's hard to even imagine how we've gotten from this point, and I really wanted to do something special for the 1,000 subscriber milestone. Or, not 1,000 subscriber, 1,000 video milestone. And I think this video is really going to explain to you guys how I got here from point A to point B. And how you guys have helped change my life. Because, these things are really important to me because they tell how I became the person that I am. And I really do appreciate you guys for sticking with me. So, HERE WE GO! I was born on an island in the middle of the pacific ocean called O'ahu which is the 3rd largest island of Hawaii. And home to the city of Honolulu, where I was born on a military base. My Dad was a career army man, he'd been in the army 23 years before he retired. Apparently while he was stationed in Korea he met my Mom. A pretty common story, I've heard. But the result of them meeting was me. A beautiful baby. That... is not really beautiful there but my artistic skills are lacking. ANYWAY, regardless of all that I was born, and I was born awesome. And muscular. I was a gigantic baby apparently, which my mom reminds me of every once in a while. I was ten pounds and three ounces, and therefore they named me Mark. All muscle of course. DON'T DOUBT ME! Shortly after I was born my Dad retired from the military to pick up a job as a layout artist for a book company of some sort. But, either way we ended up in Cincinnati Ohio of all places. Not really sure why because I don't think we have any family here. Ah, either way we moved into this awesome home with a gigantic back yard that led into these really amazing woods where me and my brother spent most of our time. I mean, if we weren't on the computer we were in the woods playing in the creek, picking up tad-poles, cutting vines, swinging on them. I mean, we really bonded together in those woods and that's one of the things I miss most about that house, but when we weren't in the woods we were playing on this magical device called the computer that my Dad introduced us to at a very early age. I mean, seriously, this thing blew my mind at the time because I could not imagine ever living without it. I mean, he told me stories about how computers were ancient and filled up entire rooms but I was just flabbergasted that it could do what it did. I didn't even know about the internet back then. There were a few games on the computer but the REAL experience that I got from gaming came from the Super Nintendo system that my brother got for Christmas. I mean, this thing was the reason that me and my brother are so close today because we played so many games together with it. That's my brother over on the left. His name is Tom, and that's me on the right as you can tell I'm still more awesome but he's a pretty cool guy and I don't think I'd be who I am today without him. Sadly it wasn't all happy times back then. My Dad and my Mom fought a lot. And by fought a lot I mean my Mom fought a lot and my Dad had to reciprocate. Um, she wasn't happy were she was and, well, we didn't understand why but me and my brother just tried to distract ourselves with video games. You know, try to ignore it when we can. But eventually that stopped working. It was pretty inevitable but the divorce finally came. And we were pretty sad but we were more sad to see our Dad just kind of cave in, I mean, we were out of money. Half of the income was gone so we had to loose the house and we couldn't buy as many games as we had before so we lost out on a lot of gaming but at least we got to keep the computer and that's what really sparked my love of computers and technology. I should also mention that I was a pretty dumb kid. Me and my brother had a contest where we would try to jump as high as we could off the stairs and see who could land on a cushion on the bottom. I was gonna win but I ended up cracking my skull open on the bottom step. This will make more sense later, but as I mentioned before, I was a DUMB kid. When we moved out of the house, I could no longer go to the private school that we were going to which was perfectly fine with me, because I didn't really care, but it's all that I knew. I didn't even understand what lockers were all about when I went to the new school. I mean, just everything was perfectly foreign to me and I didn't have an escape, I didn't go to the woods anymore, and I lost pretty much all of my friends and had to start all over. It was a pretty dark time for me because I had no idea what I was doing. But, anyway, I made some friends but I accidently did something else stupid and I was having a "How far off the monkey bars can you jump contest" and I was gonna win... but I ended up falling on the ground... and breaking my arm like, really badly, both bones and stuff popping out everywhere BUT this is actually a good thing, (that's my brother there shocked) but this is a good thing because this led to me finding some friends, and you may ask, "Well, how did that happen?" Well it happened like this, I had a cast on my arm and I couldn't do things like sharpen my pencil. So this really awesome guy named Drew decided that he was gonna help me. And Drew is a tall red head but he was a cool guy anyway. He also got me more into band. Which is where I made a bunch more friends. And where I blew his face off with my awesome trumpeting skills. HUCHA! Eventually after dating around for a long time my Dad found someone that we could all agree on, she was pretty much the nicest person we ever met and her name was Dee. And, I mean, I agreed with her because she bought us a Playstation 2, and I was pretty excited at the time, but also she did something that we couldn't do at that time and she made my Dad happy. And that was pretty much the most important thing that anyone could do. And, from then on High School started to become a breeze. I was moving through the grades, you know, doing fine, being a good student. I made a lot of great friends, both in band and out of band. I got to play some great games, you know. I was really happy with what I'd done, like, Half Life 2 and stuff. And I had a few girlfriends here and there, you know. And that's always pretty fun when you're just a young teenager first experiencing the wonders of a relationship and making out and stuff. That was pretty cool. And all in all things were looking up from that period where we didn't really have anything and didn't have games again, and were kind of unhappy drifting through life, so, things were looking up all the way to going to college. I was really excited to finally be able to go out on my own. But then, my father brought me some bad news. He put a piece of paper in front of me and just let me read it without saying anything, and I was a pretty smart kid so I understood every word that it said, all the techno mumbo jumbo, but the main thing is that basically in big bold letters it said, "CANCER", and the really bad kind of cancer. So, that was a really tough time for me because I kind of lost sight of what I was doing. Everything seemed kind of clear to me before but right now everything was kind of just getting away from me. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do, which was make video games. I wanted to do it, and my Dad didn't agree with me, but I thought that was what I was going to do. However, I started to realize that games might not work, so I kind of put that off the table and focused on going to engineering. I was originally in civil engineering but moved into bio-medical engineering because they had a medical school program but that didn't work out either. I didn't want to do that. So I flip-flopped back to engineering again. Then I thought, "Hey, if I'm going to do what I want to do, I got to do games. " And I really couldn't decide what I was going to do with my life. I was kind of at a cross roads and just frustrated. Then one year later we were all home for summer and my Dad was getting pretty bad with cancer and he wasn't himself anymore. But one morning we were all woken up by my step-mom, Dee, screaming and we went down stairs to see that my Dad was dying. And the last words that he said to me were "I love you, so much". And I held my Dad's hand as he died. After my Dad died I became more confused than I was before. Because I was so far into engineering that I didn't think that I could get out anymore and I was stuck in these mind-numbing co-op jobs that were literally me sitting at a computer eight hours a day doing two hours worth of work and nothing else. It was absolutely horrible and I didn't want to do that for the rest of my life. And I didn't have time for games. I didn't have an escape. I had no idea what I was going to do, so I kind of drifted for a few years. And I dated in and out from girl to girl but I eventually met this one girl who I kind of liked and she was really cool and really nice, and her name will be.... Barbara. That's what we're going to call her for now. Her name will be Barbara with a C. But anyway, I finally brought her to my Mom who I was living with because after my Dad died I didn't have my own place and she did not approve which made me mad. And she was kind of confused. I was very upset because my Mom got so mad that she eventually kicked me out. There's more to it than that but that's basically the long and the short of it. So I got mad and she got mad and then I went off and got my own apartment because I had a job at the time, that crummy co-op job, but it was still a job. Unfortunately, after I got my new place my boss told me three days before I was supposed to come in for the new quarter that I didn't need to show up. Which made me more mad, but I didn't yell at my boss, professionalism and all that, but at the end of the day I was running out of money and my girlfriend wasn't helping me and then she started getting mad at me for not being able to do something or other, I can't really remember why she was mad, she was mad so often, but eventually this caused a schism in the relationship, and the stress started to get to me. I was sadder and sadder than I was before and I just couldn't be in the relationship anymore but, after we left each other I was stuck alone in my apartment and I didn't know what to do. And I had this suspicious pain in my side that turned into extraordinary pain in my side. And this extraordinary pain plagued me for a bit until one day I woke up in so much pain that I had to go to the hospital. So I went to the hospital where they told me that my appendix was about the size of a beach ball and needed to come out immediately. They also told me that I had a tumor the size of a fist in my adrenal gland and that needed to come out too, but at a later date. So this was pretty shocking news and on top of everything that had happened already I was pretty much stressed enough as it is but I managed to truck through it somehow, thankfully for reconciling with my mom and my step-mom was still there for me. The surgeries went well and I ended up recovering in the hospital for about two weeks and had a lot of time to think about what I'd done. And the more thinking I did the more frustrated I became. Just, it seemed like everything in my life was completely out of my control and I had no choice in the matter. So finally I decided that enough was enough and I was going to do what I wanted. But I was still stuck in the hospital so I got angrier every day. ARGH! So when I finally did get out of the hospital I decided that I was going to do my own thing and what I decided what I was going to do was sketch comedy videos. So I ended up using my tax refund that I had to buy a camera. I ended up doing very little with this camera immediately. So I decided to focus on a few things before I got started. I got better with my grades in engineering. I decided to dedicate myself to playing games that I wanted to play, and the eventually I decided that I was going to make my own identity, on the internet, and more specifically, on YouTube. Where I was able to start a channel that finally made me happy. I didn't even care that I didn't have that many subscribers in the beginning because even the few people that did watch me I was more than happy to do everything it took to entertain them. But as I kept playing things started exploding. Like, the subscriber count went crazy and now I have more subscribers than I know what to do with. And I'm just happy that anyone watches my videos. And that's what really changed my life. And this happened very recently. Like, before I was totally out of control of everything. And now, I'm finally able to do what I love. So, Thank you guys. Sincerely. I owe everything in my life right now, to the support that you have given me. I was lost before. I had no purpose before. But now we're able to change the world, do good, raise money for chairty, do just everything we want to do to help improve the world. And I am so grateful that you guys decided that I was worthy enough to subscribe to. So, sincerely, thank you guys, so much. I owe you everything that I have now. And I wouldn't have it any other way. You guys are the best fans in the world. So, thank you again. So Much. And as always, I WILL SEE YOU, in the next video. BYE BYE!
I remember this video. Made him seem more human to me to be honest and relatable. Not that he wasn't human before but his success seemed far ahead and yet seeing that he just overcame some things and kept going was rather inspiring to be honest. Good pick.
Markiplier: came for the laughs, stayed for the feels.
I'd watched his videos when I really needed to see some light and this one just made me sob!! Seeing that he wasn't always in a great place seemed so relatable and unjust. To this day I'll still watch him to cheer myself up and it's more inspirational than just mindless silliness!
Absolutely. He showed who's behind the mask of the entertainer. Won me over for sure.
Random thought but who agrees with me that mark would make a really good joker