During a time like that, I discovered a band called “Sad Machine”. I heard that the singer had been raised in an unloving family much like my own. When things got rough, he would cover his ears with headphones, and escape into a world of music. I tried the same thing. It was like everything just flew away. The vocals were shouting out in the way I couldn’t. Singing for me. All the common-sense people were wrong. It was those who cried out that were right. It was the lonely ones like us who were truly human. The music shouted back and fought the injustices in the world for me. The music.. Saved me.