I miss it. I struggled SSOO much with it after a while…but I miss it. I miss the art. I have to keep at it. It’s in me now. It’s just…there. I have to!
Where it’ll lead to this time? I dunno. Hopefully not back to a bout of mental illness again. It very much felt like where it was heading earlier in the year, hence why I stopped. But I need it. I need that creative spark. I’m missing it like crazy.
I hope I can find the fine line between it being theraputic and illness inducing…I really do. I fear one will not come without the other…
Time to try again and see where it goes and if I can cope. Fingers firmly crossed!
