I am grateful to have my own sacred space where I can go to that feels like home
Where I feel safe
Where I can rest
My bed is my sanctuary
But too often my bed is also a space where I frequently feel small and not myself
When I am not feeling good I find myself laying in bed for hours or sometimes even days
Wrapped up with my robe I always wear and snuggled beneath my blankets
I yearn for comfort
It's like I close off to the world around me
Nothing else exists
Nadamas yo
Mi cuerpo, mente, corazon, y espiritu
Feelings of overwhelming sadness and hopelessness
I feel as though I'm sinking into my sheets
Making it seemingly impossible to get up
Physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually
Given that I have been slowly getting out of a mental health relapse, I wanted to take photos of myself feeling strong and beautiful as a way to reclaim my space
In my bed
In my robe
But this time with my lights on
My makeup done
My hair pulled back
My chin up and with glitter all over my chest
Glowing like the muthaflowen queen that I am and embodying resilience
For me, by me.