So when I was younger, about 13, I struggled hard with depression but didn’t know what I was dealing with at the time. I felt so unbelievably sad and alone. To fit in I listened to Slipknot, Korn, Limp Bizkit, even though the music never really spoke to me. One day my mom took me to the mall, probably trying to get me out of my funk and I spent my allowance money on a double CD of a band I didn’t know much about. It changed my life. I fell in love with the haunting, beautiful and sometimes angry melodies and lyrics. Every night I fell asleep to it, sometimes still crying but it was better. The Pumpkins taught me that sadness is ok and beautiful. I knew then that I was not alone. Others felt the same and our pain is echoed by the moon and stars. That album helped me to break the shackles that bound me. I still feel sad sometimes but I deal with it in a healthy, optimistic and wise way. Thank you for always being there for me. For reminding me I’m not alone and that life wouldn’t be as magical without this sadness I have within me. You helped be tame that beast and I am forever grateful. I love you pumpkins.