rhaeniel:

I don’t seem to be able to cope with the world at the moment. I’m in tears again. So much anger, so much frustration. I need an outlet.. I need art. I need clay. I need to pour all the impotence and rage I feel into it. I need to grasp it, strangle it, feel the liquid ooze from it, pour my screams into it. Fill it with fury and torment and squish the life from it until I’m empty and cold and I can stop feeling.

Oh honey, I really hope you find happiness soon and that you can art yourself into  nothingness for a while. You create wonderful things.

Huge hugs and as much support as internet friend/RL acquaintances can give.