Art saved my life.
Not figuratively, but literally. I was at the end of the road in 2010, after suffering my 4th severe breakdown. I was suicidal and told that there was no support for me. I stood at a crossroad, a paint brush in one hand and a self-destruct button in the other.
Then, I just started to paint.
I am able to communicate with art, sort through painful memories, and help create change for others by raising awareness of mental health and the stigma people like me have to deal with due to having a mental illness.
I encourage others to find a creative outlet this world art day. You won’t regret it.