A Portrait of A Girl Torn
I thought it'd be fitting for my first post to be a portrait. I drew this about three years ago, during a time of great turmoil and isolation. I remember being a girl who felt like everything and everyone she loved had be torn away from her. I remember not knowing why I felt so removed from myself. When people see this drawing, they often think the portrait is of them. Maybe it's the androgynous features of the portrait or the universality of feeling town away from those you love. I should note that I no longer feel like this girl. And I hope I will open up in this blog about my journey, as it relates greatly to mental illness.
As for now, I will leave you with this image.
Xx,
Mizzen
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I guess you really don’t know how I feel unless I comment, so here goes nothing. I have shown many people this website and many people have signed up. With some success, a few have shared first posts. With this, you are now a part of the club. But I can’t help but wonder, what will you do now with your membership? I can’t help but feel there was so much more we could’ve learned about you from your introduction, but then again, my time here has made me accustomed to spilling my heart out. A professor who’s opinion I still wrestle with today once counseled, writing is for honesty. We appreciate a nice thought, but those we can relate to are often honest with themselves. I’m sure you’ll find your voice.