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Lacking purpose...burnout...depression...
It is a constant cycle of internal struggle, with near endless haunting red dread. I did not want this, nor do I want to be a victim to it, either. Yet these experiences of trauma, and things beyond my control, remind me of how unwelcoming our rapidly evolving society is at its core. So, I can only drape my face, hide my shame away, with the exhaustive blue clouds escape me.
I can only say, watch over those you love, see how they are feeling. Their drapes are invisible, and they need you to help them peek through it.
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