@SingingtoMaisiee
When I was in utero my dad would play aphex twin and place headphones on my mums stomach. He used to wake me at dawn and bundle me in his arms as we strolled to the crisp Cornish beach to catch the sunrise listening to ambient works. When I was older he’d wake me up on nights where his insomnia was particularly bad and we’d stroll to the beach arm in arm watching the stars. I came across this as I’m sat in a daze alone in my bedroom. I’m 24 now, just under four years ago I woke to find my dads body after he took his own life. He requested #3 Ambient works as one of the songs for his funeral. I can’t listen to that album anymore without feeling deep turmoil, but this song gives me some will to fight. I feel as if my silhouette is a lightbulb and I could shatter at any moment but even still, there’s something in me willing to find the light.
@Mr.BruhBro
Came back from a 1.2 year deployment to the Middle East earlier this year and have been adjusting back to society ever since. There was a certain beauty and high in all the chaos and loss I experienced over there. I know I’m back state side and I should feel okay, but feels like a part of me is still over there, in front of a small grill cooking cheap steaks in front of the connex box me and the boys slept in, petting the stray cats and talking about what we missed back home. Now that I’m home, all I miss is the life I had over there. I feel like I’m just in auto-pilot everyday since I’ve gotten back — 2 of the guys from my units recently killed themselves and I don’t even know what I should feel. I missed who I was because I don’t even know who I am anymore.