I was 10 years old when I first picked up a clarinet. It took a while to get to a point where I could actually play a decent tune, but as time went on, I started to realise that music wasn’t just a hobby to me, but a way of expressing myself. When I was struggling with my mental health, I began writing songs and poetry and was encouraged by those around me. Somehow, speaking to someone face-to-face about how I was feeling felt like too much of a challenge, but as soon as I expressed it through music, it felt like that barrier had been removed and I could be completely open and honest.
I thought I’d share some of my work with you, and hope that it may help you in some way, shape or form. 🙂