My disability suit is a blessing that feels like at times; โ€œa curse.โ€

Disabled artist

My disability suit is a blessing that feels like at times; โ€œa curse.โ€

Anywhere / everywhere that I goโ€ฆ I am trapped by the net of eyeballs that are always watching meโ€ฆ. With curiosity or just plain stupidityโ€ฆ like say something would you! 1 second is OK but 10 seconds and the elevator stareโ€ฆ itโ€™s rude. ๐Ÿ˜† 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 Iโ€™m famous without the status however, somedays I would prefer to blend inโ€ฆ which is obviously never going to happen in this lifetime. Itโ€™s 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 โ€˜all chihuahuaโ€™ and call them outโ€ฆ but Iโ€™ve told myself, let God deal with that. My energy needs to be on staying healthy.

I express myself thru my art, whether itโ€™s 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 โ€˜numbโ€™ to who I am && all of the attention that comes with it.

I am my own reason to rise again each morning ๐Ÿ‘‘ย #disabilityawarenessย #disabledart


View this post on Instagram


A post shared by MissyDi (@missydi)