the journal, the journey

waiting...
story

i was disappointed
lonely
i was disappointed
pissed off
who's there?

terribly lonely

constant pain
problem
i once ignored people in pain

everything is very painful alone

answers
anxiety
silence
the answer is no better

issues
abuse
tough
follow the evidence

struggling
suffer
struggling
stressors
suffer
for anyone who is concerned

the storm descended
extra weight
break
tender leaf killed

cutting
watch the impact
cut more

emphasis on the impact
possibility
purusing
cost of pursuing
possibility

i could see through the facade
disappointment surrounded by promises

can i judge them?
i don't know.

holding out alone
commmunication never happens at random

talks started efforts to turn around

a lot have gone through a similar thing

finally had a winning mistake
it takes time
don't discourage

radical solution to long developing problems
drastic change

friendships have a result
people

trust has been a battle.
live.

attempt to win battles.
denied
battle back
victory

fighting not as easy
possible to live

trying to heal the pain
the shared universe of sorrow

confronting the pain
hope
hope is real
can i have one more hug?

protected
innocent and unnoticed

genuine heartbreak
personal

breaking point
identity
you are under the surface

redeem innocence

live
be bold
love

focused on recovery
part of something more

saved her
hope
not alone
recovery

original
beautiful
be surprised

we decided together to show people the beginning.

12 to write love on her arms

the story really inspired
the world can be a better place
grace and an old friend
rehab
hoping

struggling
with depression and addictions
and self-injury and suicidal urges

we exist
we exist
create hope?
honest conversation
hope
desperate need
connection
love helped me so much
speaking, reaching out
trying to heal the pain by getting as close to it as possible

key to reaching is authenticity
cult of hope
talking of love and forgiveness
shared universe of sorrow

love hears some shit
abuse, neglect, raped, drug addicted
children hanging in closets
wish they were dead
self-injury and depression, always suffered
cutting herself
confronting this pain alone
jaded mental health veterans
weakening suicide prevention

conversation
more
help
thanks
hug burst into sobs
it made me cry
eye contact

hope is real


can i have one more hug?

1...artist's story

story
had been secretly for the artist
the story
hadn't known existence
really about "love"

called
answered
refusal

waiting for your call
pictures to speak without anything getting in the way

sold to a collector