As I finished an image for My Face My Art a cruel voice in my head reminded me that I’m worthless. My gut felt heavy. I
Month: March 2017
Right now I have Grace’s face in front of mine like a self portrait. Her eyes are even with mine. She looks me in the
Anxiety is still high. My stomach is in knots. Faith
Acrylic and Ink Art Faces Flowers Originals Paintings Paper PTSD Sketchbook diary Surreal The People Behind My Eyes Visionary
On the Easel : Madness in Color. Black Butterfly.
This is some of the art I’m working on. It’s art on paper, of course. One – watercolor and acrylic. She is wild and Untamed.
Abuse Multiple Personality Disorder Originals Paintings Paper PTSD The People Behind My Eyes Therapy Review
Therapy Review: Anger. Free Will.
We talked over the phone and tears streamed down my face. As I reached for a Kleenex a flash of a woman who had tears
I’ve been once again drawing trees obsessively. Before girl’s night with pizza and a movie, I cut out of here for a nature walk to
I’m having company around 8 pm, girl’s night, a last minute arrangement. I’m tired and part of me feels like it’ll be stimulation overload but
I can guess at why I’m in and out of my head right now with a lot of dissociation going on. There’s a lot going
5:08 pm EST I’m lost in this, trying to get out of my skin. This hurts so bad and I’m scared. I hate this!! Father!
So you have a room divider meant for family photos but you’d rather do something artsy with it, try filling the spaces with original art.