A wise old man once told me that music is the best kind of medicine, I agreed with him to a certain point, because sometimes the things you love most are what hurt you or make you sick. Playing my fiddle has always been a sort of release from reality for me. And almost one year ago, I was told I couldn't play anymore. I had hurt my shoulder and with one short sentence from my doctor, my life was crashing down on me. Music was all I had known. I had soon went and seen a specialist who said I could play again if I had surgery, so it was off to the surgical center where a short shoulder surgery fixed the tear and bone spur that had made me crumble. Slowly my life was being put back together again, until I had switched my class schedule to be back in orchestra. three days. thats how long I was in orchestra before having to switch out. Thats how long it took for my world to again fall  in pieces. It turns out I have something called a Trigger Point in my shoulder, only certain activities make it flair up, one of which is playing the fiddle. It cannot be fixed by surgery and I have recently had to accept the fact that my skills will take twice as long to increase then most people. I can't be in orchestra again. I can only play for about 30min at a time. twice a week. This means that for me to learn and perfect a new song, which used to only take me a week, will take me three weeks. I cannot play for long periods of time and what used to be a fun release for me is no longer a release, but a consent reminder of what I can no longer do, and what I used to love. Yes I still love music and fiddling, but it is so hard to look at my fiddle and see what could have been. I could have been amazing, famous even, and maybe I still can, but it is going take a long time for me to get to where I want to be. So it's a good thing that I am only 17 because I have the rest of my life ahead of me to work on my goal of becoming amazing, even if it does take a few more years than I had planned on.