I wasn’t going to post this. It’s sketchy, it’s unrefined, it’s vulnerable. This is how drawing feels. Like removing tiny but important parts of myself and flinging them into choppy waters. So it’s more of a description in sketch form, explaining what happens on the inside in the only way I know how. It took a lot for me to start sharing this stuff, I used to leave the room when people looked at my drawings. Now I can’t hold it all in!