Today’s Day of Truth touches on the same nerve as day eight.

Day 14: A Hero Who Has Let You Down
The same person who made my life a living hell was once my hero. It was this person who showed me in the worst way possible that humans are fallible. Every single person has a part of them capable of causing pain, disappointment and anger.

From my rude awakening to adulthood, I have tried diligently to never place anyone on a pedestal. From my husband, my coworkers, my friend or my family, I attempt to view everyone equally. The raw truth is that we all fuck up. We all make mistakes and we all muck through this life trying to live the best life we know how.

While the scars of my hero’s tumble from lofty heights will forever be on my heart, it has been the most honest method of education I’ve ever had.

We are neither heroes nor villains – we are simply people.

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Tomorrow is my 9th wedding anniversary, which makes this post exceptionally easy to write.

Day 13: Someone you cannot live without, because you’ve tried living without them

At eighteen years old, I was a sheltered home-schooled hermit, barely exposed to the world. A wonderful boy stepped into my life who swept me into a whirlwind of knowledge, of love and of adventure. In the last twelve years we have certainly had our ups and downs, our crazy moments and our bouts of anger, but I would not trade a single moment with him for a lifetime with anyone else.

Early in our relationship, I made a few immature and destructive choices that severed ties with my then fiancee. Through trial by fire, I found my way back to him, thanks to much patience and diligence on his part.

While I know that I could survive, that I could be OK without my relationship, the immense pain it causes me to even think about being without my love is more than I even want to bear.

Love is not a feeling. It is a commitment – a driving force to make yourself better not only for you, but for the union you have created.

To my lover – you will never know how much your sacrifices and determination have meant to me. I will always try to be your rock, your motivator and your love.

I will forever be yours – imperfections and all. You will always be my left wing.

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Today’s Day of Truth is an interesting one, and harder to write than I expected.

Day 12: A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough times.

As I sat here contemplating this question, I began to look at it in a broader sense. Anyone who grew up listening to their favorite music while locked in their room as a teenager, feeling as if no one in the world understood them has used music as a coping mechanism. From an early age I rarely went anywhere without my Walkman (or CD player, in later years”. Music was always my means for escape, a way to express myself when I often found that to be far too difficult.

As an adult, music still plays a significant role in my life. There are few things I enjoy more than concerts, in particular. The energy, the feeling of the music transcending space and time; a large number of people gathered for a shared experience. There’s no other feeling I can compare it to; it is certainly the closest I will ever get to a “spiritual” experience.

I remember going to a Breaking Benjamin concert shortly after my brother’s death in 2007. It had been a horrible month, and I was doubtful that I would actually enjoy the music in my broken state. The music had a healing effect, and helped me remember what it was like to be happy again. If I was to point to one band who helped me through a rough patch, they would probably be it just for that reason.

So – who’s up for a concert? \m/

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