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I just realized what today was. Earlier I was digging through bags looking for a makeup brush only to find my Linkin Park -fake- plugs that I thought I lost at the hospital. I go online for the first time today, plugs in ears, and the first thing I see reminds me that it's July 20th. Fucking irony. Has it really been a year? It seems like yesterday. It still feels like yesterday. Linkin Park was when I first felt love towards music as my brother played heavy rap and made me hate music; I played In The End on tap tap revolution on repeat when I was like 12-13. Throughout the years they were always on my playlist for when I was down or angry. When Chester took his life a year ago today it felt like a piece of my childhood died. I obviously did not know him personally, but through his music that has helped me many times, I felt like I did on some level if that makes sense. It's the connection most of us feel towards certain bands. I had my neighbor comment when I was wearing a Linkin Park shirt a few months ago that he was 'always bound to kill himself'. This type of ignorance towards mental illness is part of the problem. Nobody is ever destined to kill themselves, even if we may feel like that most days. It can get better with a support system and overcoming obstacles within yourself. You're loved. You deserve to be happy and living a life you have a passion for. There will be bad days. REALLY bad days. But just breathe, it will pass. Nothing lasts forever. If anyone ever needs someone to talk to, I'm only a message away.
Stay Alive Frens |-/ ✊
RIP Chester Bennington #FuckDepression