Self-Inflicted Lobotomy

Hi,

Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing… I hope you’re okay.

Feeling too much can be both a blessing and a curse. Sometimes you just need something that mirrors the noise inside.

This playlist isn’t my usual. I don’t really listen to metal. Or at least, I didn’t. But then I heard Hickory Creek by Whitechapel and thought—maybe metal isn’t what I assumed. Why does this screamy monster voice feel… oddly comforting?

It’s like white noise, but furious. A loud, angry blanket of static. When my thoughts get chaotic, it weirdly helps. There’s something about unfiltered rage—it unsettles me, but it also calms me down.

I usually stick to softer sounds. So this playlist feels like a jolt—like throwing cold water on a sleeping brain. Sometimes I use it as a kind of exposure therapy… training myself to handle noise, crowds, overstimulation.

And when it gets too much, I switch to something instrumental. Something slow, clean. It feels like breathing again. Like the silence that comes after a storm.

Love,

-Belle