Comment on this blog post and be put in a drawing to win a copy of the book I am in called ART SAVES. You have until Sunday morning on July 3 and I will announce the winner Sunday Evening.
AND THE WINNER IS
#68
So, I'm in this book. And I'm grateful. But really, it just happened after I kept doing what I've always done and kept talking about it. All the things that don't make me perfect and maybe make me weird to a lot of people who would never talk to me unless they knew I was in a book. Cause when I had anxiety disorder full time I sure didn't have anyone banging at my door. I was alone in my apartment and couldn't trust my own mind. And after crying and praying and suffering another day of being confused, art was there for me. As often as I wanted it. Whether through dancing or writing or painting or sketching doodles in the corners of my school papers - its a way out. A way through. And a way to live when there is nothing much you think is worth living for. It makes you want to keep going and keep excited.
It gave me hope. and just the littlest bit of hope makes things better. So today, I pass hope onto you. It will get better.
