A few years back, I watched Nanette by Hannah Gadsby for the first time. It felt like both a punch in the stomach and a warm embrace all at once - Hannah managed to talk about fears and insecurities that I had buried so deep, I didn't even know how to explain them until that moment. One of my absolute favourite passages is the part about Van Gogh's Sunflowers - she talks about the myth that artists need suffering in order to create their art and the taboo surrounding medication for mental health. For a long time I believe that art and suffering went hand in hand, that art was intrinsically connected to ache. But that idea is painful and harmful. Watching Hannah putting that into such direct terms really helped me to deal with my own internal experiences. I am finally coming into terms with how I handle my own mental health and how the healing process is never a linear thing - and how to forgive and embrace myself when I feel weak. This image was taken a while after I started to help myself again after months of feeling like a failure for "letting myself go". This image is a reminder that there is always a way back and there is so much beauty in healing.