A few months ago, while trying to breathe my way through a particularly brutal anxiety attack, I picked up a pencil and randomly started doodling on a piece of paper. Just something to try and occupy my mind.. What I didn't expect was that not only did my long lost love for drawing reemerge, but it started to ease my anxiety, too. I call that a definite win-win.
Next, I decided to try something that I have always sucked at: painting. I bought some basics and put the brush to canvas and what do you know? It also helped with the anxiety. There is just something so therapeutic about painting and I tend to lose myself more and more in each brush stroke.
I have since been working on teaching myself as much as possible. I'm not the greatest, but I am learning and that makes me very happy. But even if I never improve at all, I would be ok with that because it is helping me cope with my anxiety. The more I draw, and the more I paint, the less often my anxiety hits. And let me tell you.. That, my friends, is a beautiful thing.
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| The first few paintings that I've done |
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| A few of my drawings.. Progress from a few months ago to now |
I cannot wait to see if/how much I progress in the next few months.
Hopefully the anxiety continues to be repelled by art.
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