I am presently in my studio trying to get a few things done and then draw. I am anxious. No... I am ANXIOUS. ANXIOUS ANXIOUS. That is how I have been living for the past several weeks: ANXIOUS ANXIOUS.
Even though I understand that keeping my own mind in a kind of chaotic place is a way to not fully realize the reality of the truth about the past... the reality of the past kind of makes me very very very anxious and makes me feel chaotic.
Lately I have been noticing how much of my time is really taken up by PTSD related things. That is to say: I want to be drawing and making my art... but I am anxious. So I am going to keep working on it. I think being more aware of the feelings of anxiety and asking myself what it is really about is a step in the right direction. Then I need to remind myself that I am safe now. Then I need to remind myself that it is good and wonderful to be in my studio and making art. Then I need to turn on the opera and draw.
I took the photo with my webcam and when I saw myself... I laughed out loud. I feel like I am a photo of PTSD/DID. No, I am more than that.
Today I started reading a book about art made by people with DID.
Thursday I am taking the train to see someone I love. :-)
I love you, someone. :-)
Even though I understand that keeping my own mind in a kind of chaotic place is a way to not fully realize the reality of the truth about the past... the reality of the past kind of makes me very very very anxious and makes me feel chaotic.
Lately I have been noticing how much of my time is really taken up by PTSD related things. That is to say: I want to be drawing and making my art... but I am anxious. So I am going to keep working on it. I think being more aware of the feelings of anxiety and asking myself what it is really about is a step in the right direction. Then I need to remind myself that I am safe now. Then I need to remind myself that it is good and wonderful to be in my studio and making art. Then I need to turn on the opera and draw.
I took the photo with my webcam and when I saw myself... I laughed out loud. I feel like I am a photo of PTSD/DID. No, I am more than that.
Today I started reading a book about art made by people with DID.
Thursday I am taking the train to see someone I love. :-)
I love you, someone. :-)

5 comments:
The reminder that I'm safe is a big one for me also. Feeling unsafe causes so much anxiety! I'm sorry you are feeling this way. I love the picture of you. It is adorable! I love you!!!
The reminder that I'm safe is a big one for me also. Feeling unsafe causes so much anxiety! I'm sorry you are feeling this way. I love the picture of you. It is adorable! I love you!!!
in your studio ... that is a nice studio...PTSD... you are having it but you don't look bad. Better times ahead. I hope the trip gives some something good.
I cannot even tell you the joy that just filled my soul to see that you had written a post! Yes to healing! Yes to Angels in Vermont!
Hi Jenny - can you share the name & author of the book you are reading about art made by people with DID?
Thank you! XOXOXO
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