Tag: art and mental health

You didn’t pick up a paintbrush, pen, or camera because life was picture-perfect. You picked it up because something inside you needed out. Maybe it was frustration, perhaps heartbreak, maybe that low hum of anxiety that never seems to shut up. Whatever it was, you knew keeping it bottled in wasn’t an option. So you made. And that act of making, messy as it was, started to stitch you back together in ways you didn’t expect. Here’s the funny thing: you probably weren’t trying to heal at first. You were just…