THE BALANCING ACT Painting

In fear of the world, of the madness around me, of who I was and who I was supposed to be. A tornado of thoughts running through my head. A broken heart due to the death of my father. Desperation due to financial hardship. My mother’s deep depression, the loss of her job, as well as everything that we lost, including our home. But I had to push on. I had to continue living, fighting, and most importantly, I had to continue dreaming. All would pass, all would get better. A battle worth fighting.