Crystal the Artist

I am human. I struggle everyday to be seen, to be heard, to know myself, to give and to receive love. I am human. I am not good or bad. I am everything in between. I am not black or white, I am every shade of sorrow and magic. I am human. I live, I breathe, I love, I weep, I laugh, I run, I play. I am human. I hurt and I cause pain. I seek my own. I give generously. I am human. I hope, I dream, I fight, I know anxiety and depression. I am human. There are days that my heart is submerged in sorrow, there are days where my spirit joyfully dances and sings. I am not one or the other. I am human. I have experienced trauma. I have known infidelity. I have known death. I have known abuse.  I have woken up as a mental health patient in a hospital. I have played every card until I have learned the meaning of grace. I have seen the resilience of my children in the face of adversity. I have watched them grow and also live out pain. I have died a million deaths of sorrow, of regret, and of sa...