My precious ones

Hey, Jess here!

I kind of neglected it, but I own a few guitars. Whoa, newsbreak, I know! But really I used to play the guitar and I still have my little precious ones. So I wanted to tell you all about them, why I started playing the guitar and also why I stopped.

So, I think I was twelve years old (but maybe a little younger) when I decided that I wanted to learn how to play the guitar. After saving and a little help from my parents, I  could buy my first acoustic guitar and a few books to learn how to read music and play simple tunes. At first I really loved doing that and I got the hang of it quite easily. But it didn't take too long for me to get bored of it. And I don't think that's reall weird, because no one would like doing the same thing over and over again.

My first electric guitar

So that's why I decided that I wanted to have an electric guitar. I'm not sure where the money came from, but for just 100 euros I had my own electric guitar with a (very) small amp. The quality of it all was not all that great, but to me it was awesome. I loved this even more than my acoustic guitar!

I started to look up how I could play the songs I listened to. But this was really difficult, because I didn't know how to play chords and all. So every time I found a song I wanted to play, I had to figure out what the chords were first. This took a lot of time, but I definitely learned from it.

A little while later, my mother somehow decided to buy herself a guitar to. This was an acoustic guitar, but it was different than mine. This was a black western guitar. (I'm very sorry if that's not the actual name!) I absolutely loved it. Like I said; it was actually my mother's, but I ended up being the one playing on it and keeping it in my room. But why did I need another acoustic guitar, you might ask? Because this one sounded way more beautiful in my opinion. My own guitar sounded kind of hollow to me, but this one had a strong sound. I don't really know how to explain it, but I just liked it a whole lot more. But unfortunately it was my mother's and she decided to sell it. (Yes, that made me angry.) At some point I sold my own acoustic quitar too, though I can't remember why and when. But that's the reason I don't have pictures of them anymore.

The black beauty <3

Not much later after that, I decided to take lessons. As the introvert I am, this was quite a big step. I mean, being alone in a room with another person (adult male actually) who was really good at what I was trying to learn, while I am really awkward, clumsy AND afraid of making mistakes. While making mistakes is part of the learning process! Yeah, not my favourite thing to do... But I had those lessons with my electric guitar and that made it worth it.

I took these lessons alone for a year. During that year I met a girl who became my best friend in a week or so. Really, we got a long so well and so soon, haha! After that year alone, we took lessons together. So now it was the two of us with that same man. It made it a lot more fun for me. She was better than me and I was still awkward and all, but we had fun.

During this year, I wanted to have an electric guitar with better quality. The cheap one had a problem that wasn't a major thing, but it also couldn't be fixed according to someone in the shop we went to. I already knew what kind of guitar I wanted, so when I could finally go to the shop, I immediately looked for it. But then I saw it! The black, spiked one. It wasn't what I was looking for initially, but I fell in love. And the best part was the price. Not only did I think this one was a beauty, it was also really cheap! Now, I don't mean it was just 15 euros or something, it was still quite some money. But it almost seemed like they put the wrong price tag there, haha. I showed it to my mom, who was with me because she can, well, drive and she said that it was a great deal. And that's how I got that beauty.

But, unfortunately, I stopped playing. At first I just didn't play that much (because of my mental

The new acoustic one

condition, so to speak), but eventually I stopped entirely. Over the past few years, I have picked on of them up maybe twice, three times at most. That was only to check if I could still play a certain song. Believe me, it's not like I don't love music anymore, because I do. To be honest, I think I wasn't ready to be disappointed again. I never meant to play in a band or something or try to become famous with playing the guitar. But like every kid, I did sometimes daydream about it. But even if I never had those plans, I stilll thought it was a waste of my time; "Just another thing I'm not good at".

But you know? I haven't sold my quitars yet. Heck, I even bought a new acoustic one (as you can see in the picture)! Why? Because I can't. Those instruments mean a lot to me. They kind of stand for hope. Because, I believe, at some point I know I will start playing again!

To be continued...