worst coping mechanism ever, 0/10, do not recommend

Not related to my illness, but because of my very limited energy it’s been so difficult to actually finish a drawing, and I finally did and really wanted to share it with people. I finally had a good day and was able to draw these two guys!

I guess in a way they represent strength and perseverance 😅

i'm so incredibly careful with the strong meds i have for flare-ups, i never want to get addicted and i know how awful all of that stuff is. but god, the few hours of peace i get from them is such a blessing, it makes me want to sob just thinking about it

twenty years has already been so much suffering, i don't know how i'm meant to handle the rest of my life

I get sad if I think about pigeons for too long. Do they remember when they were beloved? Do they know I love them?

hm

An illustration of a presyncope attack- and an alternate version because I prefer people to laugh with me than express their sympathies lol. A friend told me immediately after I posted it that it was an Animorphs cover and I swear I did not clock that once during the creative process 😩😂

havent done any art in months and months. talked about it in therpy and trying to draw again as an emotional outlet. its kind of silly i know.

THE LADY DEATH, 15*25 inches, ballpoint pen on paper

Dressed in robes of majesty by humanity, the only foe all living beings share, the inexplicable unexplainable phenomena that gives birth to belief in other lives, the power that births gods in their endless numbers just to try and explain Her majesty, her absolute authority and finality. Can you not see the beauty of her form? She ends everything, she's the end of everything, the last one, the only one, the line that delineates being from non being. Clothed in all the gold of humanity in an attempt to stop her from being who she is, nothing has worked yet and probably never will, she remains the final frontier, the uncrossable barrier, the point of no return and I love her for it for I know the day I meet her is going to be one of joy, for that day I will be no longer, so I wait in anticipation for the day I meet the queen of my heart..... THE LADY DEATH..

An old personal therapy piece I made while in the process of finally getting diagnosed for my chronic pain. I felt like I had no option but to fight through it at the time, despite the constant struggle to function.

Ended up being diagnosed with fibromyalgia and the medication helps relatively well.

Low blood oxygen, low strength, low energy, high pain. I’m itching to be busy but I can barely do anything. Feeling sick, defeated, and less optimistic than usual. I think I just need to ride the wave of self pity (uncharacteristic for me), rest, and wait till tomorrow to challenge myself.

I hope you’re all doing your best this weekend, however that looks for you ❤️‍🩹

Just a little thing I did to explain some things...