Therapy

Thoughts

This piece was created at a time when I was just starting to understand how I could use art as an outlet for emotion and to communicate with my therapist. This was how therapy felt to me. I'm welling up but not able to cry. I want to speak but forces from my past are not letting me get the words out. There are monsters in my head laughing at me, screaming abuse at me. The roses are memories they seem fine but as I dig deeper they are covered in thorns and I am trapped tangled (see 'Tangled') up in them.