A couple days ago, I caught myself in a full conversation with a hallucination. Changing meds while moving and working full time has been enormously stressful and it’s starting to show.
There’s a little mending stitch in this commission and I can’t bring myself to cover it up. I’ve ringed it with a pile of French knots. I keep thinking about how vulnerable I am, how I show all my work on the outside too. Living with schizophrenia is so, so hard. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. But I’ll keep sharing my story and I’ll keep stitching my consciousness to reality, stringing moments of lucidity together.
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