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Music
In many ways, TWLOHA was born on March 4, 2006, inspired by an evening with this band and this song: Here is a history lesson. It's 22 years old and 8 minutes long. I hope it finds you like a friend: Thrice's Dustin Kensrue @ Chain Reaction in Anaheim, CA. Song is called "Blanket of Ghosts": .. Video below is for "The Way She Feels" by Between the Trees. These guys are dear friends of ours, have been connected to TWLOHA since day one. BTT's album is called "The Story and The Song" and the entire TWLOHA story is included in the liner notes.
The box below contains 45 songs. It's called a playlist. It's ours and it's yours. We think music is pretty important, the way a song can say something true, or feel like a friend. We hope you find some friends in these. Click and enjoy:
To Write Love on Her Arms is a work in progress. This began with one broken girl, one painful night; addiction, depression, cutting. This is a glimpse at the five days that followed, a decision to love and to begin telling her true story. To Write Love on Her Arms is becoming something bigger, something hopeful. It's the realization of what life can be when we commit to meeting a need. A friend of mine told me there's no such thing as suicide prevention. This is an attempt to prove him wrong, to say that love can change a life. We can hold back the darkness. Rescue is possible. More soon to come. Join us as we continue to write this story, and as we begin to offer hope to the many hopeless who walk these dark roads. A Jimmy Eat World lyric has been stuck in my head today, "Believe your voice can mean something."
craig owens from chiodos tryed to kill him self by an overdose here is his story:
To my fans & friends:
So, it’s no secret that I have recently went through one of the hardest times in my life.
On Sunday, July 20th, I attempted to overdose on prescribed Xanax at my home here in Michigan.
Flash ahead 12 hours later, I woke up in the
emergency room surrounded by my family and best friends, with an IV in
my left arm, and hooked up to machines.
I felt confused, angry, selfish, and completely embarrassed.
After being admitted to the hospital for a couple of days, I made my way to recovery and built up enough strength and courage with the support of my loved ones enough to make it back home.
I am okay, though.
Thankfully, I had no permanent physical damage to myself from this.
This isn’t something that I went through by myself.
I am, by no means, alone in this.
My family and close friends have been by my side each minute since the incident and, you, my fans, have been right there with me too.
I have received an incredible amount of MySpace messages, comments, emails, instant messages, text messages and voice mails supporting me through this time in my life.
So many people loved me more than I ever
thought and the amount of happiness that this brings to me is more than I ever could describe.
You have all shown me a new, blinding light within myself and from that ray you seem to shine on me with every one of your beautiful comments (and I read every single one of them), not to mention your undeniable support.
Thanks to you, I’ve already began to return to my
“normal” self- a person that I had forgotten all about.
Why did this happen?
I have been battling with manic depression, bipolar disorder, and constant anxiety attacks for years.
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone
Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires With money they can't use Their wives run round like a banshees Their children sing the blues They've got expensive doctors To cure their hearts of stone. But nobody No nobody Can make it out here alone.
idk if you'll ever see this but i've been having a really rough time with my family lately and tonight i almost started to cut again, i had stopped myself for a good 2 month but tonight all my walls came down. i never did because my friend reached out to me and stopped me.
then i also remembered buying a shirt the other day and i visited here and i had some hope. so thank you, you've made such an impact on my life.
warped is almost here and ican't wait to vist the booth. i've got a shirt, and a necklace already but the necklace is chipping off=/, but i want another shirt, a button pack and a bracelet too. and my friend wants the same, so i'll be getting tons of stuff. i support you guys so much! =]
I just read your Batman blog and so far there are about 500 comments saying the exact same thing...
What I'm wondering is.... why is everyone is afraid to be alone? Why cant yourself just be enough?
Maybe it wasnt about being alone.....
A game of Scrabble and warm laughter was not going to save him.
Sometimes you can have a million people tell you they love you and be there for you but it doesn't always make a difference. You have to love yourself. You have to have the self worth and find yourself.
What I mean is... maybe you should preach self worth and not just finding someone to make yourself feel better. Sometimes you cant count on other people. Learn to count on yourself. Learn to love yourself. Maybe he wasnt alone. Maybe his loved ones have been trying to help him all along. Maybe what really happened is he just lost himself and not a single person in the world could've helped him. Sometimes only you can save yourself.
I realize that you get a million comments and will NEVER see this, but after Renee's book is released, I have an idea.
There are plenty of supporters of TWLOHA that suffer as well, and I think, if they're comfortable with it, it would be cool to let them share their stories, journals, what have you, and combine it in to all one book.
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