Last year was my last of therapy and it was a chapter I had no idea when it would end, and when it did, whew, what a ride.
This was a piece I did for my therapist, what I always saw while talking to her, and it’s not a referenced illustration, completely form my memory and its funny how it came out different from the real thing, looking and those objects for almost 7 years and when I tried to make them perfect, the memory was blurry… It just gave me a lot to thing about.
And it’s part of the process of accepting that my best version of myself wont be the best cured or the most interesting for others, who knows. And in a way that reflected into my interests, life choices, trying to find the best of anything because if not, what the point? I have to admit, I arrived to therapy thinking I was going to be the best at therapy, hahaha. But I ended that process feeling like whatever I want to do can be enough no matter how bad or how well I do it, because at least I dared to try it.
What kind of changes did you experience this las year?