Maybe it'll sound a bit like I'm fishing for sympathy or something, but I'd like a moment just to vent. I've been feeling a bit of a dip in my mental health that's hopefully temporary. It's been hitting right in the anxiety and self-worth. Some days I feel like there's no point in sharing the things I make, whether that be my art or my writing, or that my creations don't impact people. I'm aware enough to know these are irrational feelings, but anxiety—especially in my AuDHD brain—is not a rational beast.
I drew this for the feelings. I think I'm going to hit the gym, do a 5k on the treadmill (try not to pass out from athsma), take a shower, and hopefully reenact this drawing with my husband when he gets home. Here's hoping all that is healing. If you read all of this, thanks for listening to my vent.
