this piece kind of reflects how sometimes I am uncomfortable in my own skin. How I want to step away from being me for a moment because I am uncomfortable with being myself. How I worry I will say or do the wrong thing socially and I get anxious from it so I sometimes shut down.
of the frozen
This is the loneliness I felt growing up. The child in me all alone, angry, and frightened. The want to hate spilling out towards all of those that hurt me. It took me along time to learn that I didn't need to let it affect me, that I could let it all drip away. I felt like a bright star all alone in a sea of darkness, trying to overcome my unhappiness.
painting and poem by Joshua Browder