Music... used to be my best friend. I used to play a lot of different instruments, mainly the alto saxophone, clarinet, piano, guitar, and etc. That was when I was HOH. I was in concert, marching, and jazz bands. I used music as an escape. I used to write and arrange musical pieces, but I don't anymore.
Now, I am deaf. (Around a mod. severe/severe loss in one ear, and a severe-to-profound loss in the other ear, as of my last audiogram a few weeks ago.) I kind of have a weird relationship with music right now. I'm not sure where I stand. I got my clarinet out today, and I was playing a few songs. What I could hear of the clarinet was not what I used to be able to hear. It wasn't the same. But I was surprised that I could hear it somewhat - though I had to play very loudly and concentrate hard. My alto sax is in the attic, so I would have to root around to find it. I haven't tried the piano yet. I can play guitar, but I cannot hear it. (Acoustic guitar, btw.) I don't enjoy playing the guitar anymore. Clarinet, I kind of do, but it's not the same. Alto sax I might enjoy, same with piano. I don't know. I'll have to try them again and see for myself.
What is my relationship with music? I don't know. I tend to go through phases. Sometimes I like it, other times I hate it and want nothing to do with it. Can't exactly say that I LOVE it, or that I live for it anymore. I have other things to live for. It's just a nice little background thing in my life, I suppose. I play and enjoy music sometimes, and other times I run in the other direction.