I’m a visual artist who has struggled with thoracic outlet syndrome for eight years. All I want to do is paint, draw, take photos and make things with my hands but my disability limits my capacity for doing what I adore most.
This blog is a creative and emotional outlet for me – I voice dictate my stories so I do not hurt my hands. I write about my struggles with chronic pain, disability and mental illness. I also write about my experiences with BDSM, polyamory, love, life, the universe, everything. I challenge myself to be as open as I possibly can about my experiences so that others might feel less alone but this means that some of my posts go to pretty dark places. Light and dark, life and death. The acutely painful, acutely beautiful and the profoundly mundane.