"Loss" π It gets easier. Every day gets just a little easier. It's like treading water: always expending energy to stay afloat. Sometimes you're swallowed by the waves, pummeled by them. These waves are the holidays, the birthdays, the 'day'... It feels like you'll drown, but you won't. You can't always predict the waves, but you'll eventually know how to prepare for some of them. Through the exhaustion will be perseverance and the strength that comes with it. You'll always be treading with loss, because it's always there, but you'll adapt because that's what we humans do best. You'll breathe again, float again, but this time with a deeper understanding of your own life, whatever that may be. Not all things are good, but there is always good in all things.
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For anyone concerned, I'm okay and I'm well! I just felt inspired to make this (the seasons changing and being an artist or something blah blah). Here's my take on loss from my own experience. I hope some of you might connect with it π I also really wanted to experiment more with story telling though just images. If nothing else, Maybe yall will enjoy the art βΊ