In an effort to improve my self care I got up early, meditated to some beautiful earthy sounds, and did something I don't usually feel comfortable doing. I picked up my paints. I have a hard time letting myself be artistic because I hate being vulnerable and showing my true self which I can't help but do when I draw or paint... then I made the mistake of asking my boyfriend (also my very best friend of 3 years) what he thought *que the anxious waiting* and his only response was "it's interesting.... it's not good but it's not bad"

I'm trying so hard not to take it personally but it stung a little. Anyway, I just needed to vent for a sec so I can move on. Thanks for reading 🖤