The Joys of Music

To me, music is pure magic. It's nothing more than different pitches and rhythms, but it stirs souls, changes minds. How is it that words and sounds can make such a profound impact? Every culture has its own styles of music, and every person has their own taste. I can personally testify to the miracles that music works on the soul. It saved my life and changed me inside and out.

Nearly everyone has heard stories of teenagers committing suicide. Every story is heartbreaking in its own way, and every one of them had their own reasons. My reason was as simple as loneliness. I didn't have friends. I was completely alone and I felt invisible. No one saw me, no one cared, and I believed those lies to the point where I nearly killed myself over them. The problem was, people did see me, and they did care; what they didn't do was tell me. If I hadn't found my way out, I would've died. Thankfully, I did find my way out through music. I taught myself to play guitar, I sang, I wrote music, I listened to music... I drowned my sorrow and pain in song. 

It was through music that I found someone who felt the same pain I did, and who had also found solace in music. We saw each other and fixed each other. Music worked magic in my heart and put it back together. My story is just one of many, and I want more people to know that someone sees them. There is hope, and there is always someone who cares.