My disability suit is a blessing that feels like at times; โa curse.โ
Anywhere / everywhere that I goโฆ I am trapped by the net of eyeballs that are always watching meโฆ. With curiosity or just plain stupidityโฆ like say something would you! 1 second is OK but 10 seconds and the elevator stareโฆ itโs rude. ๐ To me, my body is normal but to others; they just dont get it.
just imagine the intensity of everyone always looking at you.. can you?? I joke that Iโm famous without the status however, somedays I would prefer to blend inโฆ which is obviously never going to happen in this lifetime. Itโs not just one or two times for people to head turn, its people watching me ALL the time. The Detroit in me wants to go โall chihuahuaโ and call them outโฆ but Iโve told myself, let God deal with that. My energy needs to be on staying healthy.
I express myself thru my art, whether itโs anger, sadness, happiness, love or other. I can tell you exactly what was going through my head space when I was creating this painting. Even though it just looks like a bunch of colors thrown onto a canvas, abstract is beyond intelligence. If you have the mindset of a intellectual person, you can pick a part all of the layers of every painting of mine. My canvas is my headspace for a cure. My sobriety is so important in this part of my life because I know longer want to be โnumbโ to who I am && all of the attention that comes with it.
I am my own reason to rise again each morning ๐ย
