This is the year that people will be able to describe me as an artist. I am determined. They may not describe me as a very good one, or they might depending on how awesome I become. But I have been actively preventing my own creativity out of guilt, stress and generally bad mental health.
Other people inspire me, either I can accept that and take what they have to offer or I can guilt because I don’t process information in the neurotypical/socially acceptable way and might offend them or cause them pain or problems.
The point is that I stopped believeing other people were capable of consent at some point because my own mental capacity had been completely different to what I understood it to be.
I’ve signed up to produce a photograph a week and I’m attempting the Pagan Blog Project again this year. I’ve even done prep for both for this week. If my creativity offends people it’s not a sign that my brain is doing things wrong, it just means I’m making something that’s on the right path.
This year will be the year of art.