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My dad's partly responsible for my ZOË obsession, but in a good way. ZOË's music has been my lifeline multiple times over the years, and it still saves me to this day.

Her songs bring back memories of both good and bad times. It's an emotional rollercoaster I'll probably ride till the day I die.

I doubt my mom would get my obsession unless I showed her the stats I used to keep on how much time I spent listening to ZOË's music for emotional healing.

Life's full of surprises when you're an autistic, neurodivergent individual.