I was feeling bad about myself the other day, so I decided to draw myself in as tender a way as I could muster. I wrote down all of my negative self-talk and I honestly felt so much better after getting it out.
On another note, I guess I'm drawing again? I'm very out of practice but I could feel all my knowledge from the past slowly being unlocked. It was also wonderfully healing to be reminded that through art I can realize my greatest fantasies, including showing myself love in ways I deeply need.
Text from the page: In cut paper: "On the Mind" Little me: Do you hate me? Do you never want to speak to me ever again? Am I a bad friend? Big me: No. Little me: Do you love me? Am I worthy? Do you miss me when I'm gone? Do you want me around? Do you like being with me? Will you be there for me? Big me: Yes.
