I originally wrote this article on 8/26/10 at this link

 Today, I got a new guitar and I’d say it’s a pretty good one. You’ve probably never head of the company that makes it, which is “Sierra Guitars”. The guitar costed me $650, I got it by making layaway payments, and it took me about six months of them to get it. It was worth more than wait and money in the end.

 Obviously, the guitar is a tool used for making music. For me, and I’d think at least some people to a variation of extents, music is more than just entertainment and that goes for other artforms as well. Often if you listen to the music, and not just hear the catchiness of some song, you will find that music can have a deep impact on you. For me, there is one album that represents just how powerful music can be.

 It was about time for me to graduate. I was going to the South Dakota School for the Blind and Visually Impaired to a school 400 miles from home and I had been going there since the age of 15. My life prior to that was a traumatic one to say the least and I ended up being diagnosed with depression, and later I had been taking medicine for some sort of anxiety disorder, which later I’d find out was PTSD.

My time there had been tough, as going to high school, in a dormitory setting that contains kids of all ages, and some having multiple disabilities, well….it can be a stressful environment. I recall having a hard time. Sometimes it was good but a lot of the time I felt like I was under pressure and it made it hard on me.

 One day, I just snapped. I was a little under the weather, in the first place and yet the staff at the school kept bugging me about my room, which was a mess. It got to the point where I just couldn’t take it and started yelling whatever insults I could think of and tearing papers off of walls. I was able to stop myself from harming anybody and I headed out of the dorms and went to the gym and the cops came and took me to the hospital.