I Keep Asking Why

In grief therapy, they tell you often that being creative and expressing your feelings through art is huge. Something about art therapy helping get your emotions out without you having to speak. I guess I sort of get it. There have been a million times in this very blog where my photos aren’t just “Hi, look at my outfit.” I’m not sure I’ve ever really been that kind of blogger. I like to tell a simple story in a simple picture. But I’ve been so creatively blocked in the past almost 3 months. It’s so hard to express yourself through art when your grief is almost the only thing you feel most days.

But then I thought, “Why do I have to be creative? Why can’t I just put out what I feel or even what my days are like?”

I have 3 kittens. They’re almost 6 months old now and I love them so much. They are, most days, the only things that really get me out of bed. They are curious and funny and they force me to remember that life goes on, even on your worst days.

In This Post:

Head: Nova by LeLutka
Body: Lara by Maitreya
Skin: Rosalie by Glam Affair
Hair: Ava by Doux
Headband: Josie by Frayed [Anthem]
Top: Nimi by Miss Chelsea [N21]
Jeans: Evie by Blueberry
Boots: Sidney Booties by Friday [Collabor88]
Nails: Frankie by Equal [Anthem]
Pose: Ground Sits Vol. 1 by Foxcity [Edited with AnyPose]

Bed: Elle by Elm
Fairy Cottage – Sideboard by KraftWork
Old Sports Room – Vintage Messy Rug by KraftWork [Anthem]
Munchkin Kittens by JIAN

The Road Goes On Forever

Hello loves. Well… in the saga of my “Worst Year Ever,” I spent the end of August and beginning of September sitting with my mom in the hospital. Some of you might remember a few years ago that I had to stay overnight with her in the hospital because she needed a blood transfusion because of her anemia. This was the same, but so much worse. With the death of my dad, both she and I pretty much stopped doing basic life necessities. It was even worse for her, and had she not had the strength to call for help… I don’t even want to think about it. And the fact that she was in the same hospital my dad had been in really threw me. But the hospital is a good one, and we met many outstanding medical professionals who got her back up and healthy enough again. She’s doing a ton better, physically and mentally, and I’m grateful for that.

As for me…I’m not great. It would be easy for me to say “I’m ok!” and move on with my day, but I’d be lying. I think I will be ok one day. I’m doing grief counseling. I’m trying to take care of me. The road goes on forever, doesn’t it?

In This Post:

Head: Nova by LeLutka
Body: Lara by Maitreya
Skin: Rosalie by Glam Affair
Eyeshadow: Scintillance by WarPaint [Anthem]
Hair: Charisma by Truth
Top: Slouch Tee by Tres Blah [Collabor88]
Bottom: Cuffed Jeans by Tres Blah [Collabor88]
Nails: Mod Nails by Ascendant [Anthem]
Bracelets: Yara by Kunst [Anthem]
Pose: Devilish by Foxcity
Background: Roady’s Biker Bar by DRD