Thank you for the kind words of encouragement.
There were a series of events prior to Covid-19 that caused me to spiral down during March to May where I destroyed almost all the paintings I had created. I haven't painted since then. I know that my BPD and OCD get in the way if I don't think a painting is good enough.
I used to make jewellery with glass crystal beads but I haven't done any for over a year. I was told I made lovely necklaces and I should sell them. Well, I found people expected to get them for next to nothing. I couldn't sell them at the markets, I tried teaching ladies how to bead but that didn't last long.
One of my favourites is tap dancing but I can't go because I don't drive, I have to rely on public transport and classes are at night, I am too scared walking around the neighbourhood.
I don't knit or crochet, being left handed as I grew up it was too hard as no one could teach me. Cross stitch or tapestry never appealed to me.
What I am trying to say is my creative side has taken a dive. I have lost that passion to give anything a go. No body cares as there is no body in my life. I feel like I am in permanent isolation even when I travel by train to the Psychologist every week. I have learnt to distrust people so I have this barrier up so I don't get hurt. It felt like a my world went crashing down when my son disowned me and has prevented me seeing my granddaughter for 2 years now. So many people have let me down.