Flippant title is not meant to be insulting. I was just amused by the rhyme and how it fit in with my current mental situation.
I read a really interesting article yesterday. It had to do with how people who are struggling with mental illness(es) often lead dual lives. A photographer, who also suffers from depression, is doing a beautiful series called “Dualities” that seeks to show the inner and outer faces of what living without endless spoons is truly like.
I thought about this article for a long time. I don’t know that I would classify myself as having a mental illness, per se. I am easily overwhelmed and I suffer a form of social anxiety with large crowds or unknowns. I get hysterically furious if I am startled and it takes a good bit to calm down from hearing people bark at me in anger. But never have I been given The Diagnosis(tm, pat pending) from doctors or therapii1.
I wondered what my portraits would like, if she did them. I think that they would look something like this.
I’ll get back to working on it. Strangely enough, the enforced rest has done wonders for the stress. I’m still a little freaked, but everything doesn’t seem so fucking LOOMING as it has been.
My mental place is what it is, and I am working on it as I can.
1 – “Therapii” is the plural form, of course.