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Fragments of Myself: When the Noise Stopped
In this episode of Fragments of Myself, I return to my grandmother’s kitchen — a place filled with warmth, old cassette tapes, and the sound of music that changed everything.
As a child, I lived with an intense inner monologue — voices that weren’t always kind, that made my heart race and my chest tight. But when the music played, it was like casting a spell. The noise stopped. The space around me became a beautiful playground of light, where I finally felt safe.
This is where my connection to music truly began — long before I ever became a singer.
💬 Share your story below — what’s your first memory of music that made you feel something you couldn’t explain?