I have had a weird life of solitude, isolation, and starting over multiple times. In one of my roughest periods I happened across AFI. Their album Sing the Sorrow resonated so profoundly with the sadness I had been working through for many years. It gave a voice to so much hurt and allowed me to move beyond pain that I had never been able to comfort in myself. Despite being impoverished for most of my life I managed to get the CD for myself. As circumstances changed and my life began to improve with effort and persistence… the first vinyl I ever purchased was the Red Special edition of Sing the Sorrow, which sits sealed, the plastic slightly damaged, one of my fondest possessions.