Various Form

Whenever I get in my bad moods, the emotions I feel the most is despair, paranoia, and hopelessness of the unknown. These emotions feel to me like purples, greens, and blues, deep in the manic and depressive episodes. I try to form structure and hope in my life but I get so confused on where I should start. I’m being pushed and pulled in different directions tangling myself even further into the depths of my emotion trying to figure things out. Sometimes I can’t make of what I feel. Or even who I am. It’s either too much or too little to comprehend when I try to know. As I get deeper into these feelings they get more and more abstract. My future feels abstract. My art feels abstract. My life feels abstract. Who am I and who am I becoming?