When she reflects on her behavior she sees her full figure a girl who longed to be the healer of someone as dear as a stranger a person who liked to treat her like she was just a feature of what he saw in the mirror until he found someone weaker whose insecurity stroked his ego deeper and now she couldn’t see it any clearer that this hellish pain is what freed her.
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The overarching theme to all my artwork- whether it is poetry, prose, stories, drawings, paintings, or photography- is finding beautiful darkness. I love finding the positive in dark moods, situations, and imagery. This is evident in my written work on my website, valerieparente.wordpress.com, and in my novels available on Amazon (“The Artist, The Muse”, “In Touch”, and “Rather Be Haunted”. I draw inspiration from a lifelong and personal struggle with very severe Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and anorexia. Each body of work I create centers around mental illness. The Artist, The Muse : a poetry and prose collection about what it is like to have a mental disorder that influences your art. In Touch : a fiction novel about a female with OCD, based on my real-life struggle with OCD, through the eyes of a male without the disorder. Rather Be Haunted : a poetry and prose collection that explores love, heartache, and death from the perspective of a girl with OCD that feels “haunted” by the motifs in life that define her humanity, including my signature Mannequin Art (used as a commentary on what it means to learn how to be a “normal” human).
Thank you from the bottom of my heart if you are interested in my journey to discover beauty in darkness.
I don’t feel like I’m walking on glass any more. I don’t feel like I need to protect an ego so fragile it would break if I smile and I realize that relationships are supposed to be good, not a constant battle. I walk along freely and I realize how easy it is connecting with someone who respects me and it’s not that you were bad your words were just sharp as glass and my skin was too sensitive for that. I tip-toed carefully when I should have been able to run free but now that I’m done with that routine I can finally move on with ease.
Next time I see warning signs I need to realize that this frustration makes me see red; that’s why the red flags were easier to protect because the color wasn’t something I noticed.
The universe knows how to heal the soul by using a dimension called “time”. We’re so used to this everlasting flow that we forget it makes us divine.
Because time and time again this world sends me the same message that this pain will come to an end as long as time progresses.
How incredible it is to realize that the thing I wanted most a month ago has transformed in my mind as the worst case scenerio.
So next time you think you’re finished and you think you’ve reached your demise just remember we’ve been put on a planet where the sun will always rise.
I think a lot of people have a hard time walking away because they could never said what they wanted to say… but I found my words I’m only upset because I don’t think they were heard.
If you’re trying to be a playmate don’t be surprised when he plays dumb even though he knew every single day he played with your feelings for fun This was always just a big game and now its time for you to unplug.
It’s not fair for me to attach myself to memories because the things that are important to me aren’t necessarily admired equally it doesn’t matter how strongly I believe feelings are not facts, they’re just brain chemistry and maybe if I accept that as my reality then I wouldn’t seem like this OCD creep memorizing feelings that nobody else reads it’s a habit that’s no longer helping me breathe because appreciating details gets pretty lonely and reading your energy exerts my energy.
I guess it was just a typical feeling that I glorified beyond its meaning then modified my priorities like a chameleon and fell for traits that promote teasing a mistake I’ve made before, despite reason but this time I finally stopped believing and I’ll never go back to daydreaming because this match was never even just a rigged game I used for healing and in that way I was also scheming. I guess there’s nothing special about my demons.