When your life/art/will to live/future is a hot mess

That is a ‘dream catcher’ I attempted to make in art this evening. You can see it’s on the floor, not because it fell, because I threw it there. That’s where it belongs.

And, it’s where I belong too.

At least, that’s how I feel anyway. I feel so completely useless. I don’t even know why I am even writing this? It’s just going to generate 1 of 2 outcomes: 1) People will comment and tell me ‘I’m worth so much more!’ Or 2) People will see it as an attention seeking behaviour. Yes I am predicting judgement, once bitten twice shy.

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