After my dad passed away, I suffered from a year long depression, during and after which, music seemed to be this mountain that overwhelmed me. I thought I was broken as an artist. I thought I was never going to release music again. I couldn’t get myself to do it because of the pressure I put on myself. I decided to release this first, a simple, delicate pop balad to prove to myself that I was still able to finish and release music. To break the cycle.

Last summer I was trying to open up more, musically and socially, to join communities with other artists. In that, I was trying to shrink myself to be accepted, by a community that I had already outgrew before I arrived and it was hurting me.

I didn’t understand why I couldn’t make it work and put the blame on myself instead of understanding that it simply wasn’t a match. In that pain, overdose was born. A song that I’m very grateful for because I know that people often feel this way. It’s a raw ballad that is painfully relatable.