the art that inspires me.
this is the second time i’ve lost my voice ever. and, as a singer, it terrifies me to my very core.
there is nothing I can do, but wait.
to say that it tests my patience is an understatement.
I think the main reason that it scares me so much is the fear that my voice will not come back at all.
I joked to a friend the other day that I am nothing without my voice. we all know that jokes often veil the truth. and in my case, I know that this “joke” is barely a joke at all.
my fear is unfounded and extreme… but it doesn’t make it less real.
they say it’s important to face your fears. well, let’s hope this time of voicelessness makes me a stronger, braver, more responsible person.
or maybe, I’ll finally stop overloading myself and learn to listen to my body when it says to rest.
well, I can dream, right?