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Whenever I sit here and Evanescence comes onto my playlist, I remember that there is a person[1] who once told me that I sing better than Amy Lee. I think she's qualified to say it, and I think she really believes it.

I slow down and listen more carefully. And I say to myself, yes, I do sing better than Amy Lee. I can probably write better, too. But she can play the piano while she sings - something I'm confident I could learn to do once I can sing what's meaningful to me.

Is this all I can do to remind myself of who I am?



[1] That's why I sent that to you. You deserve it from me.