This is my escape.

I’m sure you hear that all of the time. But, for me … I really mean it. Photography helps me get away. It’s one of my only serenities. That and my boyfriend, friends, and some family. I mean, don’t get me wrong, they all stress me out. Even photography stresses me out. Sketch art stresses me out. Everything does. This is just something that comes with anxiety. It sucks. I’m not going to sugar cote it. I’m not going to lie. I’m not going to pretend like everything is always okay… because it’s not. It probably wont ever be. But this helps me.

Sometimes I have to leave my house and just go take pictures. Or sometimes, I just have to put in head phones and sketch. OR both. Sometimes I have to take a walk, find a quiet place, and sketch. I can also stay home and Continue reading “This is my escape.”