Growing up I never thought I would find something that made me truly happy. As cynical as that sounds it’s true. When I was just 7 years old I lost my best friend, my mom, to a heart attack and from there on I was confused, shy, and alone. In high school, I started to run and thought I had found my thing and it was for three years. Running stopped being my thing when I stopped having a coach to push me and bring out my inner motivation and when I developed arthritis in my left knee which made the one thing that made me happy, painful. My first year of community college I became lost again. I no longer had running to help me conquer my anxiety to make friends, I had nothing to relieve my stress and I just wasn’t happy but that’s when music decided to step up and fill that hole in my life. I have always listened to music throughout my life but it was never as important as it is now. I first truly started to get into music when I was 15 and first discover...