I feel everything so very deeply. I’ve always been this way though. Ever since I can remember. What can be small and insignificant to one, could be something much bigger to me. Sometimes it feels like a curse to have a heart like mine, but I know deep inside that it’s truly not. It’s actually a beautiful gift bestowed upon me in this life by my mom🥰 I learned it from her but also from my dog growing up. When I feel hurt I put my onyx walls up again and believe me they go up very high and are extremely well fortified. It’s a reaction to protect such a delicate and precious heart cause there was a time when I wasn’t able to do that for myself yet. I apologize to that past version of me, I only wish I had learned sooner for her.💔 My aunt then taught me at the age of 12 how to translate all that into my art and express more that way. That’s when I absolutely fell in love with art and creating. So I thank all 3 of them for helping shape me into the sensitive artist I am today and teaching me how to manage such a big and wild heart. It’s a wonderful thing.🎨
