I Must Have Music In My Life

When I was little I had a very bad childhood full of abuse. I would listen to music and it would be my escape. I would listen to Whitney Houston a lot. I only had 1 cd of hers at the time but I would play it constantly and it would make me happy. I felt like I wasn’t alone, and I was occupied, trying to sing like her. I’d also listen to gospel music whenever it’d come on the radio. By the time I was around 10 I was listening to music so much that I had it playing while I slept. I couldn’t fall asleep without it. Even as an adult I listen to music literally all day when I can and I still keep it playing all night when I sleep because of habit and comfort. I guess its not that healthy, but in a way it is because its where I’ve always escaped negative feelings and situations. And it still does that for me. I not only love listening to music, but playing it on the guitar. I feel anger leaving me when I play. I feel freedom, like im just letting go of everything and I’m not even in control of me. My favorite song to play on the guitar is “home” by chris daughtry. I don’t know why, but that song does something to my soul.