I like to think of myself as "the scrub who made it." I was the one many looked down on growing up (except for my mother) and I exceeded expectation. Many expected me to just be locked up or something...

I came across Korn in about the year 2004 (WOW, late right?). I was a year away from graduating from high school. I'd lived my entire life feeling like I had no place to belong, as though I was designed for masochism, and as though I would never amount to anything since I couldn't amount to anything then. What I needed more than anything was to know I wasn't alone... That what I was going through was not limited to just me. I came across Korn and a whole myriad of songs depicted my life in such an uncanny identical detail that I almost believed fate had created them specifically to talk to me. Ever since, I'd turned to Korn as an outlet. I discovered the catharsis obtained through screaming out my life story along with them as my stereo played at the loudest volume. In turn, I never got involved with drugs, never occurred to me to commit suicide, and i never exploded and went postal. Korn channeled every bit of darkness put into me and allowed me to release it... contained within the enveloping embrace their music makes when played at high volumes.

After Korn lost Head, I wondered how I'd function... But little did I know that Head's departure would teach me more about myself than I'd ever known. I learned about how to be happy... and how to enjoy living. I learned about the light at the end of the tunnel. While Head is technically no longer part of Korn, his music in spirit still is, and both bands together still form the strongest spiritual influence in my life.

Today I'm a home owner with 2 adorable puppies and a career I never thought I'd achieve. I've got everything, and I've have never gotten there if it weren't for this band. I'm proud to be part of this community.