Music Saved My Life.

Still. I'm in a horrible place. I have those suicidal thoughts, I struggle with self-harm, and I'm a recovering addict. Without music, I'm not sure I'd be here right now. At school, I get over-whelmed. I can't breathe, my heart races, my stomach tightens, and I feel like everything is closing in on me, and I can't seem to escape. I'm constantly looking at the clock, waiting for the last bell to ring. I rush home, put my headphones on, and forget the world. The music speaks words that I cannot. It understands me. It seems like it listens to all my problems, and it responds in a melody in which helps me cope. And so I thank you. Music. For being there for me when no one else was.
RecoveringAddict RecoveringAddict
13-15, F
1 Response Feb 5, 2013

Great story. Stay positive!