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You said you were my soul mate, But that simply wasn't true. I couldn't see what we were while we were in it, Blinded by how much I wanted you. But this time, when you went away, I started to pay attention. I noticed the things you didn't think I would catch, The backhanded compliments… Continue reading Twin Flame
I'm almost pretty, but not quite, because when I look in the mirror, my face looks like a stranger. I'm almost intelligent, but not quite, because even though I have numerous degrees, I struggle to put them to use, as I tend to get overwhelmed easily and quit. I'm almost sexy, but not quite, because… Continue reading Almost but not quite
Okay, guys, how about another page of sketches? Consider this my virtual gallery...or more appropriately, my refrigerator door that I'm letting you look at, each piece held up with a bunch of kooky mismatched magnets. Title: Time to Die This theme appears regularly in my creative work. It's a combination of the political instability of… Continue reading A Little Sketch Therapy
I've created a lot of sketches, so I'll break them up into multiple posts. Some of these sketches have serious trauma behind them. Please keep in mind that I use art as therapy, so some content might be triggering. Title: Bleed For Me This was my first attempt at a complex composition. I spent an… Continue reading Sketching Through Trauma: Personal Reflections
I'm trying to dig myself out of a heartbreak-fuelled haze. FYI, the dating scene in 2025 is as much of a DUMPSTER FIRE as being ALIVE in 2025, so at least there is consistency in the insanity. What better to do with manic, angry, angsty energy than create a little art? I have been neglecting… Continue reading Art Update
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.” - Euripides Dear Brian, So, I lied. I can’t wait forever for you. You never choose me, so I’m going to. I can only hope that someday you will come around, but I'm not gonna be waiting forever. Whatever happens is gonna happen, because I… Continue reading A Letter For My Nerdy Viking
2 Years. 2 Years ago, everything changed. 2 Years ago, my world shifted on its axis, blasted out of orbit by the death of my father. We knew it was coming. All the signs were there. Mentally, I think he'd been kinda gone for a few weeks. Possibly since the hospital trip in February (2… Continue reading Happy Birth Death Day, Dad!
*****TRIGGER WARNING - The following is a conversation about grief, loss, the death of an unborn child, etc. It could be traumatic for readers. Proceed with caution. ***** Lots of things are heavy on my mind these days. These things keep me from moving forward. They keep me from making decisions. They keep me from… Continue reading We Need to Talk…About Donovan: A Reflection on Grief
Sometimes grief feels like the world is ending. Sometimes it feels like the world has already ended. On the hard days, I wonder if I am even alive. Or am I already gone too, but my mind has not caught up? On the easy days, I think I can survive. But it's the in-between that… Continue reading Grief…Sometimes
Last night, my family held a candlelight vigil in honor of my uncle Daniel Webster, who passed away five days ago. I did not attend because I could not mentally take it yesterday. Instead, I started writing about him and I want to share some memories here. Thinking about Uncle Daniel last night prompted me… Continue reading RIP Uncle Daniel
Cathy Marie Bown 