#65 of 366: Find My Own Way, Arrested Youth, Mark Hoppus

I didn’t listen to blink much back in the day. Whatever was on the radio but I didn’t really seek them out. Other than Adam’s Song probably being the seed planted in mind that grew into my life’s mission of making everyone I come into contact with feel seen.

I lucked across this song in a exploratory jaunt through Spotify last year, and was struck by a Hoppus’ verse.

“Just a fucked-up kid with a skateboard, a cheap guitar, and Nintendo 64, trying to figure out what I stand for, fast-forward 20 years and I’m not sure, some people lock themselves in a black box, some people like to drown their sorrows in a laptop, I’m the kind of guy who walks down my street, bottling feelings deep inside me.

I felt that first lyric. I used to be the guy in the last one.

It’s relatable. For a lot of us, I’m sure.

This song, though, turns out to be a rally-cry.

“Ay, ay, I just wanna hear you say, say, that I’ma make it out someday, day, I just had to find my way, I just had to find my – , I’m trying to the this, person I never reach it, this time I admit it, denial fix my sickness”

It’s growth, and much needed. The realization that everything you’ve been through mentally to this point is a victory in itself. You’ve survived, and if that’s all you’ve been doing, it’s ok.

You got this. I love you. Be good, do good.

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