No Fear | Greyson Chance fanfiction [sequel]

Part 22

A/N: Please note that Greyson is 23 years old in this book.
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What an amazing 10 Years

To my friends:
     Greetings, and I guess "Happy Greyson Day". Wow that feels strange to say. Symbolically speaking, today marks something indescribable and the start of a journey that has been occupied by myself and my dearest of friends; all of you. For those of you who don't know why today is special, 10 years ago, on April 28th, I posted a video of myself performing Lady Gaga's 'Paparazzi'. The video forever changed my life and at certain moments, I find myself looking back with my jaw hanging open. The ride ever since that video has been a mixture of highs, lows, and even some emotional breakdowns (both good and bad).

      It was my dream since I was kid to be a musician and to be someone relatively important within society. And to me, I had begun to reach that goal. However, even at twelve, I was hungry for more and I was ready to put out a record. Throughout the first two years of my artistic existence, I had signed a major-label deal, put out my first album, and toured the world. I was riding the largest high I had experienced in my whole life and I was excited to do it. From these first experiences as an artist, I developed a fan base that I am truly blessed and lucky to have. I found myself within these people, within all of you and I continue to relive that feeling everyday. You have stuck with me from those days and until now; and I can't thank you enough.

      I was around 19-20 at the time when it marks the dark times of my existence in the industry. A little side-note, I have been quite secretive about this part of my career in the past. I have not shared it fully with you all until now. The truth is is that I was slightly embarrassed and didn't want any of you to worry about the uncertainty for the future, because I myself didn't know what the future was going to look like.  (Also, I am not trying to depress you with this narrative. I am writing it to fully show the journey that myself and all of you have taken these past 10 years; and this is a key moment) After the promo tour in Asia back to three years ago, I got back to my hometown and I was so excited for my shows in Wichita Falls and San Diego. It was hard for me to say this but at that time my health condition was not so good. I was having sore throats, even from when I was in Asia but I thought it would go away after a week because usually that was what happened. However, even after a month the sore throats were still there and I thought I had taken a wrong move to still perform for the shows in WF and SD. It hurt. It hurt so bad to sing and I felt like my throat was tearing apart. But seeing your excitement and spirit in the crowd inspired me to continue the performance. I'm very sorry that those nights I did not perform well. You deserve more than that.

      After the shows, I had a fever. It wasn't a normal one I usually had because it wouldn't recover until my parents brought me to the hospital. Not to mention, I couldn't even talk since it hurt so bad in the throat. The doctor said that I had suffered from laryngitis and due to continued voice misuse, there were growing nodules in my throats and to remove them I had to undergo a surgery.

Everything started after the surgery. When I woke up, the doctor informed that the nodules had damaged my vocal chords, which meant I had lost my singing voice. It was so hard for me to accept the fact that I could never sing anymore so I refused to believe it. Few days after the bad news came another bad news. I got a call from my manager; my label had just dropped me. They heard about the news and did not think that I was "economically" an asset from them anymore. I was heartbroken. I felt personally betrayed and felt that my friends had just stabbed me in the back. Also, I was angry. This is when the confidence began to fade and I found myself at a crossroads.