It's taken 30 years, but I finally have names for the mental chaos I've always struggled with - borderline personality disorder, depression, anxiety and psychosis. Everything in my life is a huge struggle and I've lost so much.
Getting out of bed has become an achievement. Staying alive a daily goal.
I use art to express the inexpressible torture of being lost in the rabbit hole of my head. Some of my artwork is taken and adopted from other artists.
My life support of four amazing women around the world keep my head above water when I'm drowning, and keep me accountable when I want to sink.