Ok, Here they are in all their Awfulness, the Two Words that are my Personal Passwords to Hell.
This is Nowhere near done. Lots of layers of paint here, magazine arms and words, pencil highlights. When I get depressed it's because of these 2 Evil Feelings. I start overthinking and shoulding on myself. Seriously, if I knew then what I know now, things would be so freakin different. But isn't it weird that we struggle with seeing clearly In The Now. So 5 years years from now when I get depressed I'll wish I was doing Now different, right? Who knows, it's mostly a crapshoot. I have brief windows of clarity due to acquired wisdom. Sometimes I even think before I speak. Gee. I hope I don't regret sharing my deep dark secrets someday, teehee.......xoSusan