Why Drawing and Making Art Is a Therapy
Because sometimes, words aren’t enough.
There are feelings I can’t explain —so I draw them.Shapes, lines, colors… they carry what my voice can’t.
Art doesn’t judge me.It listens.It holds space for the chaos, the beauty, the in-between.
When I make art, I’m not trying to impress anyone.I’m just trying to feel.To release.To remember.To heal.
Every brushstroke is a breath.Every scribble, a scream I never got to let out.Every color — a piece of my truth.
I don’t need a therapist’s couch.I need a blank page and the courage to show up to it, raw.
Art saved me more times than people ever did.And that’s why I keep creating.
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