my anxious heart
This is, perhaps, the most accurate of descriptions. There’s this thing I can’t explain, I don’t see it listed, but I call it ‘smoke in the brain’. It feels like the smokes from the cigarettes has filled my brain, like it would a bottle. It clouds everything.
And the presence that I wake up to in the middle of the night. On the other side of the bed–I can never turn around and look. It’s too frightening. Give this a read!
Spring of 2015 has been busy, trying, amazing and life changing. I have been through so many emotional peaks and valleys and finalizing my senior year has been such a cathartic experience. My Anxious Heart is nothing short of my child. I have battled anxiety for a decade, and I finally have been able to capture it and expose it in the light. I want to thank every single person who has been a part of this journey. From the first, small idea to the final exhibition, this project has taught me, challenged, me and changed me. I hope it can be a source of healing for others as it has been for me. Thank you for coming to view it and please let me know if you have any feedback! I’d love to hear from you.
My Anxious Heart explores and identifies how emotionally and physically depleting general anxiety…
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