I’m exhausted. I’m in pain. I’m hungry but don’t want to cook anything. My heart is a bit heavy. I’m physically knocked around which is
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More Than One Fight. More Than One Scar.
In addition to lower extremity damage there are scars and open wounds that you can’t see. I doubt my dignity can be repaired. I’m hurt
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Freedom. Up Hill Battle.
I paid a heavy price in pain for a little bit of freedom from my wheelchair. I decided to walk about 100 feet up a
Content – Suicide, no details I’ve come to understand the semicolon to represent times when a person could have given up but didn’t. This is
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How My Head Works. Worth the Fight.
I can’t believe I left the “T” out when sketching. LOL In my defense, I was in the hospital. I had to slide the “T”
Anxiety, her name is Faith This last week has been trying. My head tried to take me down depression street. I needed rest from the
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Half a Century More
I started this little painting back in October of last year but I just now finished it. It looks so much better in person than
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Paranoia Art
When I was young my mother used to tell me quite often that a person was trying to punish her for a perceived slight. She
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Tiny Art. Safe Art.
Sometimes I paint on a tiny little canvas because it feels less overwhelming and very doable. Larger canvas is hard to manage so I don’t
There’s snow on the ground but spring flowers on my easel. This is Mary Spring in her white dress in a meadow of beautiful flowers.