When you struggle with depression like I have, you have a tendency to cling to things that bring you hope.
The search for significance runs deep, and our yearning to be loved can bare some really devastating consequences when not handled properly.
Fifteen years ago, Sarah McLachlan was my crutch.
The inspiration that I found in her songwriting helped me immensely, and it was her music that carried me through some really tough times.
I set myself up for being teased because I wear my fandom so visibly on my sleeve, but that doesn’t mean I’m embarrassed by it.
You may have wondered, “Why Sarah McLachlan?” and now you know.
She’s someone that I hold very close to my heart for reasons I never felt I had to justify. But I’ve finally chosen to.
In short, she’s a memento of a time I nearly said goodbye.