My story

0 - 7 years

I was born on a sunny ☀️ Maundy Thursday in 1977—actually the year after Denmark’s heat record of 36°C—into a family with a mother, father, and brother, and later a sister. Outwardly, it looked like a perfect nuclear family, with space for love and many good moments, but behind closed doors, it was often a different story. Everyday life was marked by violence and quite a bit of alcohol. Back then, boundaries were set with a slap, so I quickly learned to “protect” myself. Even then, I had my first experience of how the world could fall apart. My mother fell in love with another man, and it broke not only me, but also, deeply, my father. My father and I were heartbroken…💔

8 - 12 years

When my parents got divorced, it didn’t take long before my mom and her new partner moved into a house. All three of us kids moved with them. It was a difficult time, and I felt very much left to fend for myself—we all did. I was bullied at school and felt so different from everyone else 😪. My brother and I started hanging out with the other outcasts in the neighborhood. Finally, a place where I could be myself and feel a sense of safety I didn’t have at home. I got lightheaded and dizzy when I smoked my first cigarette at age 8 🚬. It was a Grøn Cecil, so no wonder I got a nicotine punch. I lay in the grass, seeing sun, stars, and moon. At 11, I smoked my first pipe of hash. That became my companion for many years, and it really escalated when the most terrible thing happened in my life. My beloved father died… and my whole world collapsed again 💔.

13 - 17 years

Full of pain and having lost all trust in authority figures, life went on—and without anyone picking me up, I just drifted along. I felt abandoned, and all my emotions were buried deep inside. Hash had become a daily routine, and I found comfort in my wild circle of friends, where we just went all out with alcohol, hash, and drugs. Then finally, something positive happened 🤩. I heard from others about a place where young people live together. There are also adults there who take care of you, and where things feel safe and good. I got into a boarding school, and that became the first turning point toward a better life. Those were the three best years of my youth, where the sense of community was stronger than ever. It was also there that I found my path to music, which became my unique way of expressing myself. I started singing, playing guitar, and composing my own songs 😁😀🎶.

18 - 22 years

I moved to Aarhus right after finishing boarding school. At first, I rented a room from my step-cousin, and later I moved into an apartment with my best friend. I made friends for life and enjoyed my freedom to the fullest 😎. That time was filled with parties, fun, and laughter, while I also tried to keep up with my job as an unskilled worker at a factory. It was a great time, where anything seemed possible and the dreams were big 🥳. But behind the facade, there was still a little child full of pain. Hash and alcohol had once again become my daily pacifier, but that scared little being inside me started wanting to break free. I was afraid I would end up living a miserable life if I didn’t start taking better care of myself. Thanks to the care and support of my good friends, new opportunities opened up. I began helping myself and entered treatment at a rehab center 🙏💪.

23 - 30 years

I was offered a three-month stay where I could work through some of the skeletons in my closet. It was the first major cleanup of the emotional baggage I carried—and it truly gave me something to live for. It was also during this time that I met someone who would come to mean an enormous amount to me. Maybe it was the right time in the wrong place, or the wrong time in the right place. When we met, I was in a very unhealthy relationship filled with violence and drugs—which I thankfully managed to break free from. I was met with care and unconditional love like I had never experienced before. For the first time in my life, I dared to open up about my deepest thoughts and feelings. I didn’t always have a choice—she could see right through me and my defenses, and she never gave up 😍❤️. We lived together, through ups and downs, for 8 years—until we eventually had to go our separate ways. Hash still had a strong grip on me, as the craving was deeply rooted. But I got my driver’s license, completed my electrician training, and landed my dream job 🤩. For the first time, I truly felt good at something and that I could contribute something meaningful to society. Love, however, became too difficult, and a breakup was necessary—it was another very tough period to go through. I moved into a collective in the countryside to start fresh.

31 - 35 years

I loved the sense of community, but I spent most of my time working. Once again, I stumbled in love and got caught in a love triangle that turned out to be very toxic for me. But—but—but... the dream of playing music suddenly came true. After a year and a half, I bought a country property with my very best friend. We built the foundation for music and community 🎶🎸. We played in a 6-piece rock’n’roll band, performing regularly—and it was amazing to express myself through music. I also began composing my own music again, although it was stylistically very different from the band’s spirit. I started writing straight from the heart. That’s when I wrote the two songs featured on my first release 🎶. After a while, I became very restless, unable to find peace in daily routines 😟. It was as if I couldn’t allow myself to feel good. I moved away from the farm and out of those stable surroundings. It was a time where I felt very rootless—but I had the best colleagues in the world. I drowned myself in work, and hash still had a firm grip on me. I felt best in my own company, and toward the end of that period, I no longer felt like being social at all 😳.

36 - 38 years

My very best friend was getting married. 💒 The bachelor party and the wedding became the starting point of my greatest journey. I was hit by a huge revelation—and at the same time, the biggest crash I’ve ever experienced. It was truly indescribable. Suddenly, I was face to face with my past and realized that I was “completely stuck.” I had isolated myself far too much and was trapped in all the emotions tied to love, family, betrayal, and low self-worth. 😟 Seeing my ex again was overwhelming. In that moment, I understood that I needed to let go and move forward with ME—and maybe one day, I’d meet her again somewhere down the road. Luckily, I was in the care of good friends who were there for me 100% and helped me move forward with love and support. From the very first day I saw her again, I instantly stopped smoking hash and experimenting with other drugs—a huge milestone for me. I freed myself from all the negative and destructive patterns of the past and made a decision to live the rest of my life with as much peace of mind as possible. 🙏💪 No more navel-gazing—I was determined to look forward, with my head held high. I built a new and healthy network, forming strong new friendships that helped me blossom again. It was during this time that I wrote my next songs, featured on my most recent release. 🎶🎶

39 - 48 years

I never thought it was possible to experience true love a second time. But for the second time in my life, I was blessed with genuine love. It swept me off my feet, and I dove in headfirst—no parachute. I gave myself fully, completely filled with joy. We had the most beautiful wedding 💒, and we’re still living happily together 💞. I finally found the stable and safe foundation I had longed for. Of course, I had done the inner work to get to that point, and I felt ready. It’s an incredible joy and a wonderful feeling to finally have landed in the right place and to just live as a regular family, with everything that comes with it. For a while, I put music on the shelf as I shifted my focus to family life. At one point, unfortunately, I was hit by a health scare and had to hit rock bottom again. But I got back up and completed a new education as an office assistant. Last year (2024), something inside me began to stir again. It was my inner voice knocking, and I had to return to music. 🎸 Now, I’m ready to share my lyrics—not just with myself, but also as a way to help others. My music is my own form of self-therapy, and my dream is to reach out to others who are struggling with the same mental battles I’ve faced. I’ve now lived 13 years free of substance abuse and have found inner peace. Even though life can sometimes feel difficult and overwhelming, YOU must never give up. I am exactly where I’m meant to be—surrounded by love, security, and the most important people in my life. We actually do have the right to feel good—and the key to that is beginning to take ourselves seriously. It is possible to make it to the other side, no matter what you’re battling. Nothing is truly impossible—it just takes a bit more time to get there. 💪