That song...
Jan. 10, 2002
For the past few years, I've been only minimally sensitive to songs and their "fit" with my life situation and emotional state. Instead, although I've listened to music almost constantly, I've distanced myself from it, keeping myself from identifying with it.
This all goes back to something that happened to me which scared the hell out of me. Halfway through my first year of college, I was really unhappy with myself. Depressed and lonely, I went home for Christmas break. One night that break, I was hanging out with the guy I was dating at the time, somebody I knew from high school.
I was talking to him and, I think, crying my eyes out, when the song "Freshmen" by the Verve Pipe came on the radio (lyrics here). The song is about a girl who commits suicide because of the situation she's in. Well, the guy I was with turned to me suddenly and said, "You know, this song really makes me think of you."
I definitely identified with the song myself, but I was shocked by the implications of the connection. I think I can safely date the end of that relationship to that night, and it's only in the past year, maybe, that I've found myself ready to really relate to song lyrics again.