As with most things in life, I was a little bit hesitant to learn how to play bass guitar. I had never played a instrument that had strings before, and this would be my first instrument where I would have to learn how to play it with no help from anyone–just me, myself, and I. This slowed me down at first when I had just purchased my first bass guitar, which was a cheap squire p bass. Not only was I a bit intimidated from all the learning and practice I would have to do, but the instrument was big, heavy, and even a tad bit ugly. But something in me knew it would be worth doing, something told me that if I was willing to put the work in, I would be able to succeed. At first though, this did not seem possible. I was absolutely dreadfully bad, maybe the worst bass player to ever walk on the face of the earth. But yet again for some reason I knew that I’d regret it if I stopped trying. So I continued to practice daily, not seeing much improvement, but I did not really care. For some reason, I enjoyed it. Just hanging out by myself sucking really bad on the bass guitar, it was just plain and simple fun. So I kept at it and kept at it. Then after probably a few months of playing I picked up my bass guitar and just started playing it, and magically, for some strange reason, the noises I mad with the bass were not absolutely terrible, but actually quite enjoyable!!! I could not believe that I was making sounds with a bass guitar that were not damaging to the ear drums. It was from then on that I realized you can do anything you put your mind to, you just have to be willing to put the effort in.