I keep thinking about this picture a lot. I drew this on my iPad back in May. My then fiancé had just tried to commit suicide. I was sitting in the hospital chair next to him when I made it while he slept. To me, this picture is all about perspective. It can be the end of a magnificent day, or the dawn of a brand new one. It is a snapshot that can be either.
I’ve had a hard year. I’ve lost so much. But when I think about this picture, I’m reminded of that optimism I once had. This can be a new chapter in my life, not necessarily the end of everything. And that gives me hope.
For anyone out there feeling lost, or depressed, or unimportant, try not to give up that hope.
You are loved. You are impossibly important. And the ending of your story is still undecided.
