Earlier this week, I wrote well-nigh the connection between music and my mental health. I’ve wanted to write a post like this for a long time, but it was challenging. It’s nonflexible to put into words the impact music has had throughout my mental health journey. In Tuesday’s post, I did a lot of research to show the benefits of music, and how it can help modernize people’s mental health. Today, I want to expand on that a little bit, and talk well-nigh my own relationship with music. Time and again, music has given me a space to finger seen, heard and understood in my mental health challenges.

In my research for my post older this week, I found a passage from a Harvard University blog that summed up a lot of my feelings when it comes to music:

“As ramified human beings from a wide variety of cultures, with a variety of life experiences and mental and physical health needs, our connection with music is very personal.”

Harvard Health Publishing

I love this quote considering I think it’s something extremely underrated well-nigh music. Human beings are complex, so why wouldn’t our music be just as intricate and interesting? There are so many genres of music; plane within those genres, there are sub-genres and musical styles that are hyper-niche and specific. And to me, that feels like a wonderful parallel for mental health.

Even though I don’t create music myself, it’s a unvarying in my life. I’ve struggled on and off with depersonalization over the years, when I don’t unchangingly finger like a real person doing real things. But music is a way to deal with those struggles. In fact, it’s wilt one of my go-to ways to help me finger unfluctuating to the world virtually me. When I put on a song that matches my mood, my conviction picks up a bit. Things might not going right for me but in this moment, I can speak to that in a way that reminds me how well I know myself.

I love listening to music, but I moreover love having music on while I’m going well-nigh my day. It feels like I’m setting the soundtrack to my day, and I can take that day in any direction I’d like. It’s a reminder that while I’m not unchangingly in tenancy of everything, I can still have fun with what’s within my control. And in that sense, it’s an apt metaphor for my mental health.

Music has encouraged me and inspired me. It’s picked me up when I’m down, and comforted me when I couldn’t get out of bed. It’s grounded me when I don’t finger like myself, calmed me lanugo when I finger yellow-eyed and boosted my mood when I’m depressed. For all of these reasons, I’m excited to introduce a new type of post that will be coming soon to My Brain’s Not Broken! There are so many songs that have impacted me and my mental health over the years, and I want to share them with you.

Once a month, I’ll share a song I love that has had a big impact on my mental health journey. I’m hoping this will help me share increasingly well-nigh myself and my mental health journey, in wing to giving some love to some of the songs and artists that have been there for me over the years. Be on the lookout for this new full-length on the blog and until then, I hope you listen to some music that feeds your soul!

This week was all well-nigh music on My Brain’s Not Broken, and now I want to hear from YOU. What is your relationship with music, and do you think it has an impact on your mental health? Let me know in the comments!