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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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”
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Highly Dissociative. Stand Still. ED.
I’m dissociating more than usual, losing time is a real problem. I’m so triggered by everything right now that I took a short break from
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Artist Thoughts: The Color of Healing
I recently purchased a new dress for the first time in over 30 years. I’d been wanting a kaftan so I purchased a pink tie
What an exciting few weeks! Art. I’ve continued to work on the three paintings. I’ve been able to sketch to help with anxiety and menopausal
Several years ago I painted two sisters on vacation. They were under the hot sun in summer dresses. There’s a whimsical feeling to it that
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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