This is my favorite piece of art I own. Birthed out of pain and growth, it really does sum up my mental health journey. π§ Brain: where what you meditate on and continually βsowβ is what grows πΈ Flowers: instead of the toxic weeds woven in, I plant the seeds I want to grow and tend to them until they blossom π Death: if I donβt constantly care for and nurture the seeds I have sown, they will wither and die π¦ββ¬Ravens skull: a harbinger of death; what follows a garden full of weeds or flowers choked out Half living, half dead woman. The line Iβm constantly toeing