What Linkin Park Meant To Me....

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Today we lost a man that helped me through my teenage life, Chester Bennington. The lead singer of Linkin Park. I was in Middle School and going through a rough time. I was diagnosed with manic depression at the time and home life was awful. My Mom and Step Dad were always fighting and I was being bullied from school. My Step Dad had no idea how to deal with me so he would be on me about every little thing. He and I would come close to physical confrontation many times and at some points it did get physical. With music I could escape and one of the main bands to help me was Linkin Park. The song In The End comes to mind and man does it bring back some memories.

I remember sitting on the floor in my room thinking of how to end my life while listening to a rock station on the radio when that song came on. It actually got a reaction out of me and for once I forgot what was going on in my head, If only for a short time. Later I discovered many more of their songs that I related to but In The End was the song of theirs I liked most.

Later in life when I met my wife she and I would listen to their music together. She loved them even more than I did and it showed. I remember the first time we talked we discussed Linkin Park for hours. They were a huge help for her teenage years as well. We've listened to them just about every day. I still have all their songs on my laptop right now. My wife has most of them on her phone as well. Hybrid Theory and Meteora are two albums that I remember very well. My wife's favorite song of theirs is A place for my head and she goes wild for it every time it plays. I guess you can say they are her favorite band.

Linkin Park will forever be a band dear to my heart. Chester brought their music to life and he delivered it with such a powerful performance. His voice was one for a generation of teenage angst. May he Rest In Peace...

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