Most of the time I am happy with what I've made of my life after getting Crps....
Until I listen or watch a touching piece of music...... In reality my dreams died that day.....I just didn't know it. I can still sing....but without being able to play guitar AND sing.....it's like I lost half of my SOUL.....
I KNOW nothing can replace it. And though it may not have amounted to anything much.....it was MINE....
Sometimes it really feels like I've died, and only an echo of who was remains.
I know it will pass and life will go on and I thankful for the people and things I still love and cherish include.
But MUSIC.....was such a large part of who I was....and really still am in a shadowy kind of way.....at times it feels like the death of someone irreplaceable.....
Creating music, songs, that could express your deepest soul......I long for that again.....but am bitterly disappointed in my loss of ability......
Sigh.....like I said I know this will pass but it still hits me, so strongly it hurts all over....