Sometimes I go for long stretches of time without writing. During those times there are a lot of feelings flowing through me, and they get so jumbled up that I can’t even begin to process them.

What usually happens during this time is a lot of binge watching shows I've seen about a thousands times before, naps, and guilt.

Last year I finally gave myself permission to start something I’ve always wanted to do, and that was paint. I figured if I couldn't write maybe this could be another way of expressing myself. However, I always get in the way of stopping myself.

In my mind, up until then, I thought because I possessed no natural talent for art in that sense that I shouldn’t do it. My mother was an artist, my best friend also was an artist. What sort of disre...

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