As a kid, I had always listened to music but never truly understood the impact it could have on someone until the 6th grade. As I struggled with self doubt, mental health issues, loneliness, and middle school one-sided crushes, I found music as an outlet to escape. I gravitated towards the sadder side of music; the side where artists wrote depressing but relatable lyrics expressing the pain and heartbreak they were experiencing. When I listened to these songs, it felt like I had someone to talk to; someone I could relate to and empathize with because we both were struggling. The artists I listened to were never the most popular or well known. They didn’t have millions of listeners on Spotify or a name that would be instantly recognizable to anyone you asked; but it was never about fame and money. As I checked the comments to the music videos of these I found that So that’s what I wanted to do. As someone who struggled with mental health issues.

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It was always hard to ask for help. It’s not that I didn’t try, but rather that when I did, nothing changed. Even if you No one truly understands you’re story like you do. No one has been