Lover of/Child of/Parent of/Friend of/Family of
I SEE YOU
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
SO ALL I CAN DO IS STAY
AND HOLD ON
I know that I am not an easy soul to love – I hide as much from those that love me as I let them see me. There are only two exceptions to this rule: my children. The rest of the world? As much as I trust and love them, there are times when I simply go to ground, and I’m as fixed as I will ever be.
What about the ones who love those still in the badlands of PTSD? The shadowlands where no light, no hope, no love lives. Where only darkness reigns and comments like ‘Tomorrow is another day” ignites such rage, hell could not compete.
I painted this from this place of understanding, just how tough it is for those who love us. I painted this from a place of knowing just how tough it is for us to stay here – not leave, just go. PTSD is unforgiving, indiscriminate and for many of us a death sentence, slowly torturously driven into our skulls.
I do not know if painting this will make a difference, if it will make enough of a statement to give a sense of what it is like to live with this cancer in our brains. This brain injury that is invisible but real.
This piece is with @MyBigElephant