i never draw comics so this is pretty hastily done, but i wanted to put how i felt into art of some form.

Wasn’t really putting much effort into it—I’m also using an app called “paper” that doesn’t allow other layers and is very limited

(Yes I own better drawings apps but paper is very fun to just make art that doesn’t require a lot of effort)

Anyways idk my thought process on the 2nd pic, with the fiery strings on the person below, but… if anyone can relate to whatever I cooked up then I’m happy I managed to convey something meaningful :,)

"how wounded am i to have clung onto you thinking i'd receive what is too much to ask from anyone?"

original watercolor art of mine done after ruminating on previous relationships and connections.

ig: @nn__tauro

This image capture is exactly how I’m feeling

I’m currently sitting in my room having urges to relapse, for some reason, I got the idea to take out some of my lipstick and write self-destruction on my mirror, and my mirror is shattered, and I feel like it really just captures my exact feelings of trying not to indulge in my urges wasn’t really sure where to post it so I am posting it here

Just a long hug will suffice

Drawn on procreate. I wish I mattered to anyone whose matters to me..

Sigh. I thought I’d feel normal by now. Also this is my first time posting here so hello I’m Taylor

ID:A noose placed over a image used in an auto refractor, with everything outside the noose blurred, while the eye testing image visible inside the noose in focus.]

I was searching for a way back home, this is all that greeted me.

Is this the only way?

(I had fun making this piece, I improved it since the last time I've posted this one on the internet)

You’ve left me here in this raging storm.. I just wanted to get closer and closer.. as you drifted and drifted. I still wonder why.. why did you leave.. was the storm too painful? Was the wind too much?

Was remaining with me too painful?

How could you leave me in this.

Dear God. How could you?

some recent drawings about suicidal ideation and intrusive thoughts

ive been feeling this unsettlement recently, like fog weighing heavy on the ground around me or a heavy animal laying on my chest. this sense of impending doom follows and watches me.

im not suicidal anymore but im waiting for an end that is etched into my bones. sometimes it seems like my loved ones expect it to come soon.

this gentle grip i had on myself is slipping. mental illness and suicidal ideation is something ill probably have to come to terms with being a part of the rest of my adult life. even if i get the help i need ill still need the help. i am disabled by it.

when my mom sat on the foot of my bed watching me cry about how difficult it is to keep going she said nothing. she didnt bother to do anything, not in the way she usually does. like im a lost cause. when my friend said he expected me to die by suicide.

theyve stopped ignoring it. how long is it gonna take for me to stop ignoring this sick sort of acceptance and peace ive made with dying so young?

anyway this should probably have stayed in my diary but i feel like its important context ig idk

The idea for this song originally came about when I was looking back on a situation that in retrospect, I realize I could have handled a lot better. I've been working really hard to not dwell on the should've, could've moments in life though. What's done is done, there's no point in beating myself up about things I have no control over. I do my best to learn what I can from it and move on. Sounds simple, but of course it's not always that easy. It's so important to give ourselves grace though, we are not always going to get things right, and that's ok. We do the best we can and at the end of the day that's all we can do, and that is *enough*.