I didn't think it was possible to get any worse, but 2022 set out to prove me wrong.
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I try to upload these art summaries at the beginning of each year, but maintaining any semblance of regularity these days is impossible. I'm plagued by lethargy, demotivation, and exhaustion. My limbs feel like they're made from lead while my brain is foggy with bees, and the medication that keeps me from spiraling out of control also saps me of any remaining energy. To say I almost didn't make it out of 2022 is no exaggeration, and I have hardly any finished work to share because half the year was spent in hospitals and therapy.
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2022 was the year I was admitted to a psyche ward, was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and Borderline Personality Disorder, and tried to unsubscribe from life twice. But it was also the year I started healing, bought a flat, adopted a dog, and met someone new. Some friendships were damaged, but some relationships were repaired.
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I am still struggling to get my life back on track in 2023, but I am also determined to drag this new year kicking and screaming out of the muck. I wish only the best for everyone, I hope your new year has been better than the last. If you are reading this, you are a survivor, you are loved, and let's keep going.
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-- Athena/SAK
Artwork © Shamine Athena King