An excellent morning, back in the studio doing my life drawing class.
Unfortunately, the day has slowly but surely gone downhill since then...
My head hurts, my belly feels weird, and everything is all fuzzy in my brain.
As my mum just pointed out to me, "I can tell when you're not feeling great Sooz because you start getting paranoid about things again. That's you're poorly brain talking, don't listen to it!"
Wise words Mama, but I can feel this paranoia spiralling and I can't get a grip of it...I wish I could, because it leads to self doubt, insecurity and confusion. Feelings that are so familiar to me and after all my hard work and perseverance, still refuse to budge. Bastards.