Music is a great healer. Not only is it hailed as a universal language (next to sex), it is an amazing antidote to many life's challenges.
When I wanna express how much my girl friends mean to me, Michael W Smith serenaded me with an apt rendition of Friends.
The day my ex walked away from my life, I cried to the beautiful sounds of Expose - I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me.
When the going gets rough, I was comforted by Hacken Lee's upbeat Canto pop Red Sun.
My pent-up angst and frustration was released as I screamed through Linkin' Park's In The End.
I Will Survive brought me out of days filled with frustration and agony.
And no matter what happens, Over The Rainbow will always calm my edgy soul.
There is always a song for any chapter in my life. The good times and the bad ones. Music has been an integral part of who I am - because it speaks volumes of feelings that I cannot otherwise express, and tales which I can never tell anyone.
Music describes my emotions, my moods, my sufferings, my joys and whatever I was going through at a point in time. I feel moved, understood, loved and comforted - and a mixed bag of other feelings all at the same time, and words cannot describe how music has healed me over the years when I was struggling, grappling and gasping - for a less painful life.
All I can say is - Thank you for the music.