The Real Reason I Write Music…

Writing songs is a lot like journaling… just with music. 🎵 I remember when I wrote my first song at 11 years old. (Wow that was a long time ago lol!)

At that young age, I didn’t realize how much guilt I was carrying around. Both my siblings were dealing with severe medical issues, so they needed a lot more attention. People constantly compared us all.

I was the “healthy kid” because I didn’t have genetic disorders and allergies to everything.

“Wow, you’re lucky.”

“So you’re the normal one.”

My sister weighed an unhealthy 65 pounds as a teen until she was properly diagnosed and treated. People said I was “big” compared to her, even though I was at a perfectly healthy and normal weight.

After years of hearing the same things over and over from everybody, I had so many unprocessed emotions that had to be addressed.

When my parents bought me my first keyboard, I just loved that thing to pieces! (Shout out to my favorite keyboard brand @casio_us for being awesome!)

I stayed up in my bedroom for HOURS and HOURS just writing about life and what I was feeling. In fact, I didn’t realize the half of what I was really feeling until I could write it on paper and understand where I was at emotionally.

Certain songs that I write feel so transparent and personal that it almost feels like I’m posting a diary entry. And sometimes that can feel scary.

But I realized that there’s always someone out there that needs to hear the message and the story that you have to offer. Someone out there gets it.

I’ve found that being transparent helps you to realize that you are never alone. It brings clarity to exactly what you are feeling and how you can heal from past hurts.

I think that’s what I love most about writing music. For me, it starts the conversation on dealing with hurt, overcoming it, and reaching out to those around you who are still working through those tough emotions.

That’s the reason I write. I want people to see that in the middle of every struggle, no matter how big or small, God sees you. He loves you. He is waiting for you with arms wide open.

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