*An assignment for Philosophy class*

My Philosophy in early years was developed primarily from the music I was raised on, and eventually gravitated towards. My father was a Rock N Roll D.J. on the radio, so my sister and I could sing almost every top 20 hit since the phrase Rock and Roll was first aired. The lyrics to these songs shaped my worldview and my beliefs about life. Though they were feel-good songs in the moment, I also absorbed the root of Rock N Roll, which is the blues. Eventually, depression took root as I lived my life singing those sad psalms over my life. Cognitive Dissonance was established.

Philosophy’s like “Who wrote the book of Love, and do you have faith in God above” turned into “Hell Awaits.” Though my philosophy turned to darkness, I found myself still clinging to hope with lyrics like “Love is what I got!” Finding myself in this crazy, lost place in life, I felt like I was drifting and drowning, helpless and hopeless. These lyrics became my Philosophy, my mantra, my comfort. No matter how messed up life was, I still had the capacity to love myself and others around me. Every time it came on the radio, and to this day, I just stop in place, and smile.

My worst day now is far better than my best day then.