Good In Theory

What I do on my blog is awareness. These issues I am passionate about and they leave many scares…. in my travels I have met many girls who have been affected with the many repercussions that they leave… anorexia, cutting, bulimia, depression, anxiety, promiscuity to the eth degree… repression. You’re lucky if you can work through them. I am fortunate. Though I do need my space to be me. To artistically express what I feel deeply about and for. This is what I always had as a vision for my blog… but deep into repression I was, when I started blogging…walls were still high. I’ve found a way to be honest… raw… and to bring awareness.

NONE of what I do is for attention purposes… NONE. I would hope it doesn’t come off that way. I have been blessed in knowing a few people who have stumbled upon what I am doing that its help. They liked the honesty the raw hard look… saw it as healthy… and in turn gave them a voice to talk to me… and then to get help. And THAT has made all of what I do all the more real… all the more rewarding… and all the more healing for me.

I am among the lucky to of found a voice to help… to have family that supports… to have met amazing friends that I can call at 3 am and they’re there. Healing comes in many forms… and it’s a life long process. This is the way I have found to do it.

 There are so many girls out there judged upon and not understood. Its scary it’s complicated, but help is there… and judgment I don’t have. If it makes even one get help [which I have already been told it did] then these posts are worth all the time I put into making them… all the painful healing they help heal.

People have many layers to them that they don’t always show. Many things they hide away. There are a precious few I let in. But in some ways that’s good. Do I need work on letting more in, even ones that are already in my life? Of course. But I like so many am a work in process. I feel I am more honest than most people; my art is a little proof of this. I don’t sugar coat…because I know better than most…life isn’t a fairy tale full of gumdrops and poppies. But that doesn’t mean we let it define us… but its healing to find a way to voice it, voice that part of us… and in turn be free from its binds. And though I may be working on the freedom, I will never forget those who are still chained by it, and continue to want to help them, and bring awareness to an issue that so regularly gets swept under the rugs of the suffering.