The Mixtape

by Brittainy C. Cherry

“You’re not weak; you’re strong.”

But for me? My key to breathing was music and lyrics. Music always spoke to me in ways that nothing else ever could. Song lyrics always reminded me that my feelings were worthy of being felt, and I wasn’t alone in my fears. Somewhere out there, another was feeling the same woes.

Asking for help doesn’t make you a failure.

I’d had dreams like this. Dreams where I’d run into my idol in a very low-key way and pour my heart and soul out to him while we shared a drink. Then, of course, we fell in love and he wrote a song about me, which I shared with our great-great-grandchildren years down the road.

Did people really get to listen to One Direction growing up? I sure didn’t. Mama said the only direction those boys were going was down to the devil’s cave.

ONE DIRECTION MENTIONED?!

She loved all genres of music, except for heavy metal.

L for her music taste 😒

There’s so much noise in my head, and I don’t know what belongs to me.”

Every person in this world has a mixtape of sorts, a collection of tracks that defines their lives. Each memory is a song, and they all come together to create a masterpiece. So, tell me about your story.

“Two Ghosts,” by Harry Styles, for example. Worth the listen.

If only she’d learned a few words from her Bible, then maybe things would’ve been different.

“It’s a sad day when a person needs to use God to cover up their guilt for harsh choices in life,”