This is my favorite piece of art I own.
Birthed out of pain and growth, it really does sum up my mental health journey.
π§ Brain: where what you meditate on and continually βsowβ is what grows
πΈ Flowers: instead of the toxic weeds woven in, I plant the seeds I want to grow and tend to them until they blossom
π Death: if I donβt constantly care for and nurture the seeds I have sown, they will wither and die
π¦ββ¬Ravens skull: a harbinger of death; what follows a garden full of weeds or flowers choked out
Half living, half dead woman.
The line Iβm constantly toeing