Hey my lovelies in SG-land, for todays blogpost were talking about music and how its inspired us, or me in this specifically. And as music has made such an impact on my life, hold on because were about to get DEEP into story time. ❤
@rambo @missy @lemon
Music. Something you feel but do not touch. Something that moves you to great feats and stikes your core. Provokes emotion. & Pulls you out of your darkest times. & in the first part of this that is what we will be talking about.
As a teenager I rebelled quite a bit. Sneaking out to head to my boyfriends house was my signature go-to 2-3x a week. This particular Thursday I arrived dressed up in my most risque outfit to head to "teen night" and a local club that my mom would NEVER let me attend. As we arrived my boyfriend leaned over to me and whispers "tonight its really a party, take this" and hands me 2 little white pills. I didnt know what they could do, i didnt know what would happen, but I did as he said. Upon arrival at the entrance I was first in line, ID scanned- all good -and moved through, he on the other hand did not get moved through. The crowd pushed forward and I entered the building trying to figure out how to get around to the exit when it starts hitting me. Every sense is overwhelmed, the music is loud and the beat is louder. Theres people everywhere, but I push my way to the exit & just as I open the door I see my car. Driving away. He'd left me there. Rolling. & I was terrified. As I look to my left theres cops everywhere and without thinking I turn back around and head towards the music. I can feel it on my skin, its so captivating as I watch people move & dance to the sounds. My family had never played anything but country or classical & this was so different. I felt the fear leave me & was inspired to dance & release the negative emotions id been collecting through the night. Hours pass, clubs close for the night, and after finding my way back to my car it all comes back to me. He had left me. But as I had come to know in that recent time, confronting him was a threat to my safety. So I turned on the radio, and this time it was quiet. The beat was soft like a lullaby, and again I felt each note on my skin as though I was being caressed. I let it guide me & headed home for the night. In the following years I found myself in many situations that I was guided by the feeling that a song gave to me. That dramatic breakup, Kelly Clarkson had my back. When I held my infant daughter as I sat on the ground wondering where our next meal would come from, James Bay's voice soothed my storm. As I danced with my husband at our wedding, when I came out to my family, my first night on stage as a Stripper, when I greived the loss of my unborn daughter, and the road trips that brought me to so many new places. Each sound, each note, each word carried me to the next place in my life INSPIRING me to grow. INSPIRING me to push past that painful moment. INSPIRING me to be ME. & ive been so very touched.
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