I probably would have given up on my life. And I'm not joking. The three albums I have (Break the Cycle, Chapter V, and 14 Shades of Grey) are my pride and joy. My father is over in Afghanistan right now and I have no idea where my mother is. I miss them so much. And my sisters priorities are working and hanging out with her friends. I've been homeless since August 2009. I listen to Staind to help me fall asleep at night, even if it's in the woods while its raining. I listen to Staind to wake me up. I listen to Staind when I'm upset. I listen to Staind when I'm happy. Staind is honestly the only family I have ever known, which most people would consider sad since I've never met them. Although it's my biggest dream to. I'm almost positive that if I saw the band I'd breakdown into tears and wouldn't be able to stop shaking for a week. My dream has always been to write my own novels, and Staind has given me the courage to keep writing until I can someday publish what I've written. I'd do anything to see them live. Anything. I only wish that there was some way I could show them my appreciation even though I'm only one measly little fan among thousands around the world.
Staind you are and forever will be my family. I don't have much, but if you ever need anything, I'll do my best to help you. It's the least I can do for everything you've given me. I will always be in your debt.