I Just Need to Stay Calm
I just need to stay Calm
Coming back from a mental health institution in 2020 in which I passed 20 few days, I painted this drawing.
I felt so ashamed and lost and afraid that I was so delicate, and this painting is exactly that. Delicate.
Every detail was made with weight and ponder. With attention to where each detail should stay.
Neither the less, this painting is a reflection of what my life was. Really broke and really delicate.
When we get hurt by the world we pay more attention to life.
Either way when we get hurt we lost strength and have doubts.
No, I didn’t overcome neither weakness or doubt. I’m just stuck.
Maybe it’s the medicine, maybe it’s just me getting tired.
Somehow, I was lost and I didn’t have real perpetuating hope.
May I say: all this psychiatry and institutions are a joke for who is aware and is sensible.
Days just go by, as I see the need for money as an impossible route for my dreams. So they just keep passing and I survive, smiling now and then, with the grace that is clear after a storm.
Like the day I painted this.