I love music. It has been a huge part of my life, from when I was a teenager to now as an adult. Music has always been there for me, even during some of the darkest times in my life. It’s incredible how much power it can have over us and how it can make us feel better or worse at any given moment in time.
In fact, there are many studies that show just how powerful the role music plays in our lives, and one of those studies even showed that listening to certain types of music can increase your productivity.
Modern music quiz questions were also one of the reasons why I loved music so much. I remember growing up, my mother would ask me to go outside and play with my friends, but instead of listening to her, I’d stay inside and listen to the radio. That’s where I learned about all of the popular artists at the time.
So today I’m going to tell you about how music helped me get through my first breakup (yes, plural).
It all started when I fell in love.
I met her in college, at a party where we were both doing shots with some friends. She was kind and funny and smart, but also beautiful, the kind of beautiful that makes you feel like you’re looking at something otherworldly. We hung out every day after that and it felt like nothing else mattered; it was just us against the world. I loved her deeply from the moment we met until the day it ended.
But then it ended anyway. It wasn’t anyone’s fault; she just needed to move on for herself and so did I. But even though everyone around me told me this was for the best, my heart still felt raw and broken as if someone had just taken a knife to my chest and sliced away at my insides until all that was left was pain.
The first time I knew things were off.
You know how when you’re in a relationship and everything is going well, it’s easy to ignore the red flags?
But then one day, when it’s not a particularly good or bad day, you realize things aren’t right. The little things add up and before you know it, they’ve become big things. You start feeling like something isn’t quite right and when you ask your partner what’s up they say nothing is wrong. They say they’re happy with you but don’t treat you as such.
They won’t even look at you when they say this because they know deep down that something has changed between the two of them; but neither one wants to admit it yet because admitting defeat means facing reality: this relationship is over for good and there’s no turning back now…
I found a way to cope without you.
The best way to cope with a breakup is to find new ways of connecting with other people.
Sometimes, that can mean talking to someone who understands you and your pain. But if no one in your life has been through what you’re going through, a good book or podcast can help. If there’s no one around who can listen, try writing lyrics about how you feel. You may be surprised by what comes out of your pen (or keyboard).
Whatever method works for you, make sure that whatever activity helps bring comfort into your life does not involve alcohol or drugs.
Slowly getting better, with a little help from my friends.
I’ve been listening to music since I was a kid, but I never really thought of it as anything special until it became my primary source of comfort during the first breakup.
I remember being in my room alone one night and just being completely heartbroken and not knowing what to do with myself. So I turned on some music, shuffled through my phone’s playlist until I found a song that fit my mood perfectly (as if there were any other kind), and then proceeded to bawl like an idiot for the rest of the night.
For those who don’t know me well enough, this is pretty typical behavior for me, I’m not much of an emotional person in general, so when something big happens that gets me upset or worried or excited (basically every emotion), I tend to cry whenever possible because that helps let out all those emotions before they overtake me entirely.
But one thing I learned from this experience was that crying can actually be a very good thing sometimes, it helps release all those negative feelings inside you at once so they don’t build up over time into something much worse than just crying could ever make them.
There’s always a way out of even the darkest times.
Music is a wonderful thing. As a teenager, I found that music provided me with an escape from my problems and helped express my feelings in ways that I couldn’t in words alone. It allowed me to connect with other people who shared my interests, as well as anyone who was willing to listen. Music has also helped me improve and maintain my mood over the years, especially when times get tough.
If you’re dealing with some mental health struggles of your own, music may be able to help you too.
I know that all this sounds like it happened a long time ago, but it really wasn’t that long ago. I hope my story has given you some insight into what it’s like to go through a breakup and find yourself again. If you’re going through something similar or have any questions, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.