Where Do I Belong?

Ah, the question that everyone has at some point in their life… Some struggle with this question for a long time. I was, and kinda still am, one of those people. As a little kid, I wanted to be an inventor, musician, have my own band named Zombie Monsters and be known for it, make comics, make games, voice act and so many other things. But why did all of this feel so distant? Why do I suddenly have to have a certain education? Why isn’t no one listening to me? Why am I so alone with my dreams? Nothing felt right. I didn’t even know who I was. Who I really was. Even my parents didn’t know and didn’t care to know. Everything felt so far away and so I decided to go look for answers - from afterlife. I didn’t even know anything about it. I was just so scared and confused about everything, that I thought to end my life, because nobody seemed to really care. I didn’t try suicide, but I almost did a couple of times.

After my parents divorce, I got more and more lost into this never ending cycle of questioning reality. If this isn’t where I belong, where is it then? Where’s my purpose? Battle against this thought seemed endless. I was alone.

Now it is one of the things I have seen God give me. A sweet essence of purpose and meaning in life. It is more than you may think. Especially for men, purpose in life is essential. It gives you the strength to go on, fight in battles, win, sometimes lose or fail, but to learn from it and continue on the purpose you’ve been made for. Or more like, FEEL the purpose you’ve been made for. Sometimes you don’t even know what it is, until God gives you one suddenly. That happened to me. Everything just… happened.

Now I’m writing this text, making this album and everything in it, because I feel like I’ve been made for this. Even my wife has jumped aboard on this one and helped me to make this album. My friends have helped me as well! It is a pleasure and therapeutic to make and share something like this. I love it. Here, I belong.