Postcards from the edge #1

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Psychiatric hospital, 2018: depression and anxiety. Nurses took away anything I might use to harm myself. . I was churning with emotion: shame, at finding myself there; guilt, for the effect on my family; and self-pity, that my life seemed to have fallen apart. . Though expecting to stay for a week I forgot to pack a toothbrush. But I did bring pens and a sketchbook. . Lying on my bed, I drew 1. the view from my third-floor room 2. what I imagined to be the view from the ceiling, as I was examined and 3. what was going on in my head. . I’m a lot better now. Back to normal (whatever that is) but with the awareness that this can happen. . This is Mental Health Awareness week. If you are depressed or anxious, please talk to somebody. It’s going to be OK. . . . . . . . . . #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthawarenessweek #sketch #sketching #instaart #artistsofinstagram #artoninstagram #psychiatry #psychiatric #psychiatrichospital #drawing #drawings #depression #anxiety #hospital #shame #guilty #sketchbook

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