
the story behind comfortable silence.
At 16, my world changed. I had just survived an EF4 tornado that ripped through my high school, taking the lives of 8 of my classmates. A life altering experience that I strongly believe, to this day, robbed me of my adolescence.
This pivotal moment ultimately played a significant role in my bipolar 1 diagnosis.
I kept journals over the years in an effort to make sense of it all. I was scared for others to know what went on inside my head. I was scared for myself. I felt alone, misunderstood, and a stranger in my own skin.
"Comfortable Silence" was the alias I used in my writings. It was something I yearned for.
Fast forward to 2022, and I found myself at a crossroads during the most significant mental health break of my life. I moved home. I cut the world out. I focused on my physical and mental health and for once - I became comfortable in silence.
During recovery, I realized Comfortable Silence needed a voice—for us, the hurting, scared, and misunderstood.
When the storm rolls in, you’ll still be here when it clears. And what a beautiful day that is.
xo, missy
Not just a manic depressive
Toting around my own cloud
I've got a positive message
Sometimes I can't get it out
- "Can't Get it Out"| Brand New