A Narrative Essay On How Music Changed My Life

I was diagnosed with depression when I was thirteen years old. I didn't tell my parents until one year after I discovered my affliction. I often wallowed in self pity, For the next three years, I thought I was never good enough. I finally realised the road I was going on, was not where I wanted to be on. I would put such little effort into the things I would do, I felt useless. Despite not knowing who I was at the time, I knew I wasn’t going to let depression define me. I'm not saying that I now (present day) know exactly who I am, but I am definitely close to finding out, more than I was.
My philosophical friend, Ryan told me on the top of some parking garage on a sunday morning, to put my mind into your music. I was enlightened as he continued to explain how music is a path to success, and creativity. So I went through my computer, on a cold and rainy night, looking up different bands that could resemble types of music I was interested in. listening to classic and contemporary rock music such as Pink Floyd, Green Day, and Nirvana were my starting bands. Then I grew interested in other types of music like rap and Twenty-one Pilots etc, it was a way to vent all of my anger
Sometimes I would act like something i'm not, i'd think maybe i'm depressed because I don't like who I am and creating this fake personality who everyone loved and everyone thought was so happy was not me. Then one night I red a quote that an inspirational singer “Kurt Cobain” said “I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.” what Kurt Cobain was referring to was, if you be something you're not, you will never find yourself. If you love yourself, that should be enough, yes we do look for acceptance in society today. But your own opinion should be the only opinion that is relevant in the decisions you