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Port Royal, SC When I was a cutter
This album was a foundation for me. For my feelings. I could just pile everything I was feeling onto this album. Now, whenever I listen to songs on this...
Read Memory Albany, NY Teenage Therapy
I was 16 years old at the time and this was my mother's favorite song. I was going through a hard time, running away from home and trying to get away from my...
Read Memory Clayton, AL Into the sun
Listening to this song for the first time in months,after fighting with depression for so long.I was contemplating my suicide,when apon hearing this song I...
Read Memory La Crosse, WI When everything falls apart.
I moved to Lake Geneva my Sophomore year of high school, and I enjoyed my time there. I mean, sue me if I say that I actually liked my high school. But the...
Read Memory Corona, CA Breaking Free with my Brother
My mother confronted me with my secret lesbian romance and could not stop sobbing. I was isolated from my then girlfriend, and filled with the terrible...
Read Memory Katy, TX My Changed Life
All I wanted to do was end my life. Everything was going so badly for me, and I didn't want to have any part in anything anymore. I would listen to...
Read Memory Brandon, FL Joseph Watts
This man changed my life. Although, I know he has no idea of it all, he's the reason I'm alive to this day. Through troubled teenage years he brought me a...
Read Memory Washington, DC Night of the Nearly Departed
Now that I look back on the event, more than twenty-five years ago, it is hard to think of a soundtrack more apt than Pink Floyd's The Wall. Senior year of...
Read Memory Saratoga Springs, NY The beginning of change
We sat in her living room, just talking about the random things high shool girls do. I lamented that half of the guys in our class had long flowing locks...
Read Memory Michigan There's always the first time
Growing up I was a good girl. My Mom put the fear of God in me with hopes that I would not make the same choices she had made. I started drinking on...
Read Memory Midway, GA My darkest hour...
Night falls over downtown. Rain pelts my windows with its monotonous rhythm, and I am alone. The room is dark, my drink is warm, and my soul is hot. Music is...
Read Memory Port Angeles, WA I deserve a little more...
I spent the early months of 1995 wallowing in self-pity and depression. My perfect boyfriend dumped me. My roommate of three years couldn't stand to...
Read Memory College Park, MD The Blackest Wave
2001 would have been one of the worst years of my life, even if it didn't turn out to also be one of the worst in our country's history. In April, shortly...
Read Memory Ontario Low Days
Since I was younger, I have suffered from clinical depression. For the most part, my episodes aren't too bad. But when they are, it's difficult to handle...
Read Memory Bayard, IA The floor was thin
Lying in bed, with the covers pulled up over my head, all I could hear was this song, coming into my bedroom from the apartment below. I had moved...
Read Memory Fayetteville, PA Stan's No Longer Missing
Prescript...If you read my Dido 'Thankyou' memory, you should already have some indication that I like this song and why.*****For those of you who haven't, I...
Read Memory Rancho Cucamonga, CA Wallowing in Pop
So many of us have had this experience: wallowing in a mild depression we self medicate by listening to a song that borders on the suicidal and then wonder...
Read Memory Rancho Cucamonga, CA The Ultimate Friend
Lena was a real brain and I loved her because, out of all my friends, she alone liked to stay up into the wee hours of the morning and talk about books and...
Read Memory Murphy, NC In Limbo
I remember a time when I felt particularly alone, even though I had a girlfriend and a job, (two of the pre-requisites I always used to think were necessary...
Read Memory Michigan Damaged at Best
I, like many people, struggle with occasional episodes of depression. Usually during this time I am aware enough to realize that I have no reason to...
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