I have been working on the panic now attached to any creativity. I have started photo groups and done poetry several times a week. I am trying to get over this panic attached to any desire I have to sew or quilt or do photography or any other art medium.
I quit doing all art when I found my husband saying things to someone else he should only say to me.
That right there is the cork in the bottle of my creativity.
To let myself be creative means facing all that.
Since realizing this I have started refering to myself as we but I cant think about it or I get a giant brain pain. Ive been called out on WE by my friends..asking who WE is>?<
WE aint talking