The music surrounded me in a way I’d never experienced before. The first time I heard it through the iLs, it was magic. The music played loud enough to drown out the voices, but low enough for me to hear someone if they wanted to speak to me.

When it was on, everything but me, the psychologist, and the music melted away. From that moment on, I was officially diagnosed with Sensory Processing Disorder, and I excelled as long as I had my iLs with me.