I am not a professional artist as you can tell. I found I couldn’t sleep one night until I drew this image that was in my head. Usually, I can write in my journal and I’ll be fine. Not this night. I drew a deppreciation room and compared it with an appreciation room. You see, because of my clinical depression episodes, I bounce back and forth between rooms. I couldn’t make sense of my feelings until it was all drawn out. I try to avoid at any cost the deppreciation room. I’m sorry for the picture quality but I hope you can get the idea of what I’m trying to show.
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