11 April 2014 store away all which is evil the sharp metals in a shattered world like a glass jar containing a venom, medicinal when contained, toxic when exposed. expose them only to what is sweet a cotton candy treat to treat the wounds you don't know they have. store away their fears of the... Continue Reading →
Ah, naps. How we wish we had been more appreciative of them during childhood. Who am I kidding? I've always loved naps. Perhaps a little too much. As someone who lives with depression, I've heard all the lectures about the importance of practicing good sleep hygiene. If I want more energy during the day, I... Continue Reading →
I wanted to write a more specific piece on depression and Jeff Foster's take on it being a need for a deep rest, but it's a topic I want to give my full attention with thorough research. So for now, I'll just be candid. I'm okay, but I'm not great. I've been okay for a... Continue Reading →
This is a piece I sketched months ago intending to make into a physical painting, but never did. So now that I've thoroughly fallen in love with Procreate and digital painting, I decided to go ahead and create it digitally. The inspiration for this piece came from a dream. I can no longer remember the... Continue Reading →
I’ve been living with mental illness for over ten years (possibly more, but with my memory as the only indicator it’s difficult to determine how early I started showing signs). Despite this, I did not receive an official diagnosis until last year. It’s not that I didn’t seek out help before, I did. It’s just... Continue Reading →
Alyssa's Media Villa 