I wanted to take a moment and let you have a little insight into my PTSD or cPTSD, complex post traumatic stress disorder. A little over a year ago, after suffering a breakdown and seeking therapy to help get perspective on life and understand what was happening with me, I was finally diagnosed with PTSD. Suddenly everything that was overwhelming me had a name. A diagnosis. An understanding deeper in myself. I suffered from extreme flashbacks, night terrors, panic attacks, anxiety, fear of pretty much anything, and an overwhelming lack of words to express myself. I tried journaling and reading and spending time outdoors and with my family. I was very open with my journey of mental health and my recovery. When I found myself lost for words, lost for emotions, lost for understanding, I found art. I found colors in my emotions, pictures in my words, an outlet for my pain. I poured my soul into painting. When I was lost my art helped guide me through.
Over the months and year I have found a peace that I had longed for. While I am nowhere near a fixed person, nor will I ever be, I have grown and evolved so much. I have found myself even on occasion feel true happiness, something I never thought I could feel. My heart continues to grow and evolve and my art has helped heal me in ways I never imagined. Every work I make has a story to tell. And I do want to share it with you. Slowly, safely, with you.
If you need more information about PTSD and resources:
https://mentalhealthhotline.org/ptsd-hotline/
866-903-3787