this birthday felt heavier than usual. my July was BRUTAL, to put it lightly… my brain was much louder than her usual anxious chatter. i cried A LOT. like weeping and sobbing on my apartment floor for a couple weeks straight. it felt like my nervous system needed the physical release more than anything. i’ve been mourning a couple of years from my past that i know i won’t ever get back. i was also feeling anxiety around the thought of crying alone on my birthday and sometimes all you need is reassurance that feeling emotions is okay.

amongst all that chatter, i managed to pull this out, to turn the shitty feelings into art.