Art🎨 Therapy 🧘🏽‍♀️

I had my first real “reading” back in 2020 and I will never forget being told I was creative.

I never thought of myself as creative.

But as I look at the here and now, and even back in the day.

My brain was alwaze being creative as a way to cope with what I would not allow myself to remember.

From being a kid who liked to draw, color, make up choreography, sing, write poetry and stories.

…I was alwaze creative.

But society puts you in a school, to prepare you for the workforce and as they say,…make you forget your dreams.

What your soul wants to do.

What you are gifted and talented at.

Not until now did I realize how healing my creative expressions have got me through some of the worst of times.

When I have words to share I am once again letting them flow out of me.

I remember when I left the Sheriff’s Office in 2013 I started a new Facebook and entered the world of Instagram. I remember not wanting to be connected with anyone from childhood. I still to this day have extreme anxiety dealing with people from the past.

…hmmm…I need to dig deeper into this. I have alwaze been aware of how people from my past make me feel but it is not necessarily because they did anything to me…more of just anxiety. Hmmm…all centered around their perception of me. I have been isolated for so long, I don’t know how people see me. I know, I know, “Fatimah just be yourself.” It really isn’t that easy…”I dont want to do this right now.”

…(sigh)…when I don’t want to talk I create…

This website is my safe, creative space to let healing come to the surface…little by little…