I made a pictchur

So today at the Intensive Outpatient Program we had Art Therapy. We were supposed to draw something representing the theme “compassion.” Well, my art needs some therapy; I’ve been frustrated over my seeming complete inability to put pen and paper. I’ve been totally blocked and honestly terrified of drawing.

So today I made a pretty bad pencil drawing. After the session, the art therapist said that I showed some skill and asked me if I’d ever considered working in art. Well, yeah, actually, I have, haven’t I?

It’s a little embarrassing to have my first drawing in months be a badly-rendered art therapy assignment. It makes me think maybe I should put the darn thing on the refrigerator with magnets and sign it in crayon. But at least it’s some sort of a start.