
My Dog
This is my dog. She is really the one thing that has brought out the happiness within me. I see happiness in the picture of

This is my dog. She is really the one thing that has brought out the happiness within me. I see happiness in the picture of

A blur–but the last 2 years since I’ve had this major decline with my depression that everything has just become a huge blur. My memory

This is a horseshoe frame with a picture of the horse I road at summer camp when I Was younger. One of my favorites. The

A rubik’s cube: that’s what I thought of with getting these meds…I wasn’t really cognizant during this time and plus I was delusional and so

Picture kind of got cut off. This wheelchair represents my depression, anxiety, and my embarrassment. The image of what needs to change in my life.

This is my fridge with photos on the outside. On the inside I barely have any food because it is depressing the food restrictions of

“Depression Makes you Feel like Shit” – wanted to take a picture that a dog was taking a shit. But this is what I took.

This is a picture of my hand holding the obnoxious orange prescription bottle. I wake up in the morning and it’s the best time of

This is a moving Leaf & Tree. I shake when my anxiety gets really bad. I can try to stop but it doesn’t work. Now,

Car tire, road and park; This represents mobility and the park picture represents trees and the changing of the season. Seasons change and change quickly