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Chapter 1 - I Was Only Ten

  • Writer: Andrew Collett
    Andrew Collett
  • Jan 20
  • 4 min read

Updated: Jan 22



I Was Only Ten

The First Escape

This chapter comes before addiction looks like addiction at all.

Before substances. Before choice. Before consequence.

This is the origin story — not of addiction, but of coping. Note: The above track is included to accompany the chapter. The full album is intended to be experienced in sequence.


Song Lyrics I Was Only Ten

The house was loud, but no one spoke

Doors would slam, then nothing at all

Every night felt like walking on glass

I just wanted to be invisible, at last


I learned the weather by the look in her eyes

Learned when to speak, learned when to hide

Learned how to keep the peace somehow

Learned what not to say out loud


I didn’t know what was wrong

I didn’t know what I felt

I just knew I was always trying

To hold it together myself


I was only ten

Trying to make it work

I was only ten

When can I act young again?


I was only ten

Just wanting to be free

I was only ten

Looking for something that worked for me


I learned how to cook before I could read

Learned how to hide so no one could see

Learned how to be the one who was strong

When everyone else was gone


I’d watch the clock turn late again

Waiting for help that never came

Telling myself it would be fine

If I could just get through this night


I didn’t ask for help

I didn’t know I could

I just did what needed doing

Like I thought a good kid should


I was only ten

Trying to make it work

I was only ten

When can I act young again?


I was only ten

Just wanting to be free

I was only ten

Looking for something that worked for me


I didn’t know the cost

I didn’t know the name

I didn’t know the difference

Between comfort and escape


I didn’t know it would stay

I didn’t know it would grow

I only knew it helped me

And I was only ten years old


I was only ten

Trying to survive

I was only ten

Just getting high


I was only ten

Before I knew what it meant

I was only ten — when it began


The First Escape

This chapter comes before addiction looks like addiction at all.

Before substances. Before choice.Before consequence.

This is the origin story — not of addiction, but of coping.


What State of Mind This Song Represents

This song represents early adaptation.

At this age, there is:

  • no understanding of trauma

  • no language for emotional pain

  • no framework for asking for help

There is only:

  • confusion

  • responsibility that doesn’t belong to a child

  • the instinct to make things quieter and safer

This is where the mind learns:

I have to manage this myself.

What This Song Is — and Is Not — About

“I Was Only Ten” is not about blaming parents.

It is about:

  • a child trying to create order in chaos

  • learning to read moods instead of being taught feelings

  • learning when to disappear instead of when to speak

This song is about a nervous system adapting to instability — not a judgment of anyone involved.

Everyone in this story is doing the best they can with what they have.


What It Felt Like From the Inside

From the inside, this doesn’t feel dramatic.

It feels normal.

There is:

  • constant low-level alertness

  • a sense of responsibility for things you don’t understand

  • the belief that keeping the peace is your job

There is no thought of escape yet — only the need for relief.

And when something appears that quiets the noise, it doesn’t feel dangerous.

It feels helpful.


How This Sets the Stage for Addiction

This is one of the most important ideas in the entire work:

Addiction does not begin when substances appear.It begins when relief becomes necessary.

By the time alcohol or drugs enter the picture, the mind has already learned:

  • how to dissociate

  • how to numb

  • how to self-soothe without guidance

So when substances arrive later, they don’t feel foreign.

They feel familiar.


What Outsiders Often Miss

From the outside, this stage often looks like:


  • a “mature” child

  • a responsible child

  • a quiet child

  • a resilient child

What’s missed is the cost.

Children who grow up this way don’t learn how to ask for help — they learn how to endure.

And endurance, over time, becomes exhaustion.


Looking Back With Clarity

Looking back, this song represents the moment where:

  • emotional pain becomes internalized

  • coping becomes automatic

  • self-reliance replaces safety

No one chooses this.

A child adapts because they have to.

This chapter exists to show that addiction doesn’t come out of nowhere — it grows out of patterns that once kept someone alive.


What to Listen for in the Song

When listening to “I Was Only Ten,” notice:

  • how restrained it feels

  • how calm the delivery is

  • how little drama there is

That restraint mirrors childhood survival.

This is not a cry for help.

It is a child learning not to ask.


Closing Reflection

This chapter exists to remind the reader that addiction often begins long before the first drink.

It begins when someone learns that pain must be handled alone.

Understanding this doesn’t excuse harm —but it makes the story human.

And humanity is the only place real understanding starts.


Why This Chapter Matters to the Whole Book

“I Was Only Ten” reframes everything that follows.

It asks the reader to stop asking:

What’s wrong with this person?

And start asking:

What did this person have to learn too early?

That shift changes how every later chapter — and every later song — is understood.


Next Chapter → Still Unbroken


 
 
 

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