I am thankful for the ability to know that so much shit can be thrown my way and I’ll struggle but still make it through in the end. I am also thankful to all the people who support me and never give up on me and my far-fetched dreams.
I am thankful to be able to use words and pictures and art to be able to express myself. Without the power of expression, I would be lost in the deep and scary depths of my mind. This place is desolate and cold. Each day I search far and wide for whatever bit of warmth I can find to sustain me for just a little while longer.