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      <title>Song story Farewell</title>
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      <description>I will never forget the moment my phone rang. A stranger told me that my brother had died in an accident [...] Still, I was left with many questions. Had he really disappeared? Where was he? If he wasn’t here, then where could he be? Would I really never hear from him again?</description>
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           I will never forget the moment my phone rang. A stranger told me that my brother had died in an accident. It was a sharp turning point: from a relatively easy, carefree time in life to a period of confusion unlike anything I had ever experienced.
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           " I've never been so confused "
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           As human beings, we lose people from time to time. Over the years we learn to accept this. It feels natural when, for example, our grandparents pass away. But losing my brother was completely different. I had never lost someone approximately my own age, and my parents were not at an age where I expected them to pass away soon. This was something entirely new and shocking to me.
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           I talked a lot with others about my brother’s passing, and it helped me understand and accept that accidents can happen and that they can lead to irreversible consequences. Still, I was left with many questions. Had he really disappeared? Where was he? If he wasn’t here, then where could he be? Would I really never hear from him again?
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           If he wasn’t here, then where could he be
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           I got stuck in confusion. We grew up together, so I couldn’t imagine life without him. As a child we played together, and as a big brother he often guided me into the big world. When we grew older, we stayed connected through visits, calls and messages. Suddenly, all of that was gone. No visits, no phone calls, no jokes, no big-brother advice. I could still remember his voice, the way he picked up the phone. But that was all I had left, the only proof that he had existed.
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           It was the only proof he had existed
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           I wanted to write a song to give some space to my thoughts and emotions. Then these words came into my mind: “Farewell, farewell, farewell, I’ll see you soon.” Suddenly I realized that these words were the missing key to my confusion. They told me that, even though I don’t know where he is or where he went, one day I will go the same way. As if he is already just behind the curtain, and one day I will step through it too. Wherever it may lead.
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            ... and one day I will step trough it too, wherever it may lead
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           Many questions remain. But knowing that I will walk the same path one day helps me accept that we are still on the same road of life and that one day, we will arrive at the same place.
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           Listen to Farewell now!
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      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2025 20:33:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Song story Inside Pressure</title>
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      <description>Every average conversation starts with: ‘Hey, how are you doing?’ To be honest, I don’t always share the true story.</description>
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           Every average conversation starts with: ‘Hey, how are you doing?’ To be honest, I don’t always share the true story. It's in our nature to seek similarities for connection because we don’t want to feel alone. So, when the other person answers this question with: ‘I’m fine, and how are you doing’ and I respond with: ‘I’m not so fine, and there’s something heavy on my mind’ the difference can make me feel isolated. It’s no wonder we’re careful about what we share.
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           " I don’t always share the true story "
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            As you may know, I went through a tough time years ago. My song Second Life
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           (listen here)
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            tells the story of my journey through that difficult period
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           . However, it was in a more ordinary situation where I truly learned something valuable. Faced with a planning issue at work, I found myself unable to keep my promises. One day, I woke up to a spinning head, feeling like I had failed and angry with myself. After a few hours, I decided that honesty with my client was the best path forward. When I called him and explained the situation, he replied: ‘Thanks for the call, take care of yourself, and good luck.’ In that moment, I felt an immense sense of relief. The stress melted away. I learned that a simple conversation about what’s on your mind can set you free in a magical way. This also reminded me of what helped me recover from my depression years ago. Choosing an alternative life was one step; being open and honest about my situation was another.
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           " In that moment, I felt an immense sense of relief "
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           " Keep searching for that one person who truly wants to know "
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           Inside Pressure is a call for those who are feeling overwhelmed to talk about what’s going on inside. I know from experience that finding someone who understands without judgment can be tough. Keep searching for that one person who truly wants to know how you are. Additionally, this song is also a call to those who know someone under pressure. You might think your interest will only add to their burden, but many people appreciate genuine and honest attention. So don’t hesitate, ask and listen. You can make a significant difference in someone else's life.
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           " You can make a significant difference in someone else's life  "
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      <title>Song story Second Life</title>
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      <description>Back in 2018, I felt stuck in my life. I was exhausted, emotionally overloaded, and my mind was completely messed up. All that was left was darkness. The emotional impact of losing my brother, financial worries and concerns about my own health became a heavy burden.</description>
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           Back in 2018, I felt stuck in my life. I was exhausted, emotionally overloaded, and my mind was completely messed up. All that was left was darkness. The emotional impact of losing my brother, financial worries and concerns about my own health became a heavy burden. At the same time, the world kept turning, and I had to continue taking my responsibilities. There was no time to sit back and reflect, no time to understand what was going on. That burden got too heavy.
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           " All that was left was darkness "
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           When you’re going through a tough time, it’s important to give yourself some space—to think, to rest and to learn. I did that, but I didn’t want to disappoint others. Over time, I ended up giving myself space, but only by taking away what was important to me. What remained was that I was living only for others.
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           Life no longer held any meaning for me and I considered ending my life. I questioned myself if life was really meant to be like that but I couldn't believe that to be true.
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           " I considered ending my life "
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           Slowly, I began to think about how life could be meant differently. An alternative life started to develop in my imagination, a life where I took myself seriously and listened to my thoughts and feelings. A life in which I would be kind and honest with myself, and where I wouldn’t hide from others any longer. I didn’t want to be imprisoned within myself anymore. One of the main things I had hidden for a long time was my musical dream. Since my youth, I have dreamed of inspiring people with my music, music that reflects my personal experiences. And I knew that this was part of my alternative life too.
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           Second Life is about the change during this difficult moment. I knew I had to make a decision: to quit or to live more authentically. I had nothing left to lose, and because of that, I embraced the change.
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           " Burn-out and depression are a clear sign:
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           'Stop, you can’t go any further' "
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           As I write this blog, I’m glad to say that I can look back on this hard time in my life. Depression and burnout may make it feel like the end is near when you're in the midst of it. But it is a clear sign from both the body and mind saying: 'Stop, you can’t go any further.' Although I still face difficult times and personal struggles, I can say that the direction of my life has changed. If this challenging period hadn’t been a part of my life, I wouldn’t have the strength to keep going and I wouldn’t be sharing my music with the world. After all, I’m very great full for how my life has changed since then.
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           " Afterall, I’m very great full for how my life has changed since then.  "
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