“The moment it all seemed to come together.”

“I was at my peak, but something wasn’t right.”

Part 2: The Breaking Point

Even though I had technically “made it,” I wasn’t sleeping. The space was supposed to be my ticket to freedom, but instead, it felt like a weight pulling me under. The late nights weren’t spent celebrating—I was staying up crunching numbers, rethinking strategies, and battling self-doubt.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was failing, even at the height of my career. And once again, the question that had haunted me since childhood returned: If God designed this path for me, why wasn’t it working?

I prayed. I pushed harder. But the harder I worked, the more it felt like I was losing control. I knew something deeper was wrong—something that hustle alone couldn’t fix.

That’s when I decided to try therapy.

"The moment I chose healing over hiding."

Part 3: Music Therapy

Therapy was terrifying at first. I wasn’t used to unpacking my emotions, much less admitting how much I had been carrying. But as I started working through the layers, I began to understand what was holding me back.

I wasn’t just struggling with business or numbers—I was struggling with myself. My fears, my past, my doubts—they had all built up into walls I couldn’t tear down on my own. But each therapy session gave me tools to chip away at them.

And after every session, I went straight to the studio.

The songs I wrote during that time weren’t just music—they were breakthroughs. They were reflections of the healing I was experiencing, the clarity I was finding. I called the project Music Therapy because that’s exactly what it was: therapy for my mind, my heart, and my soul.

This project wasn’t just about sharing my journey—it was about helping others experience the same breakthroughs. I realized that the things holding me back were the same struggles so many others faced. Music Therapy became my way of turning pain into purpose, for me and for anyone who listened.