Personal Narrative: How Adversity Has Changed My Life
Everyone in their lives overcomes adversity whether it is from work or disability it is never easy. About a year ago, I faced my own near fatal struggle with adversity. Life had become more of a burden than an adventure and nothing seemed to be looking up. Things progressed and events occurred that produced life changing results. After nearly losing my life I realized that things needed to change, mindsets needed to change. The one thing that had not changed was my stubbornness. Unable to get to doctors that would help I looked for ways to return balance to the turmoil in my mind, one such way was becoming healthier. By returning my mind back to balance the lost fires of creativity came roaring back from the long dead embers. I could think
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As my mind healed, more and more pages poured from my hands. Each image that was laid to paper was another piece of the puzzle. Pages and pages of drawings filling a binder. All of the images were turns on the path out of the labyrinth of depression. The more I drew the better I felt and others who had seen my pieces wanted to color them. Looking through my pages I could see the potential they had to help people focus on something other than negative thoughts. Taking a black and white page and putting their personality to something to give them a sense of that creativity that I felt when making them. Thus, I began my exploration into publishing. I researched the different means to get my images out to people who would enjoy them. Small doubts crept into the periphery but I was looking ahead. No downward spirals, the only way was forward. I learned the formatting rules and created a cover. I published my first coloring book on January 25th, 2017 and I continue to draw. Two sometimes three images in a day came through. My mind was free and it was time to express itself. Over the months that followed three more books were published. I would get proof copies and give them to friends who enjoyed coloring and who were also suffering and looking for a positive outlet. As long as I helped someone was all that mattered and still
As my mind healed, more and more pages poured from my hands. Each image that was laid to paper was another piece of the puzzle. Pages and pages of drawings filling a binder. All of the images were turns on the path out of the labyrinth of depression. The more I drew the better I felt and others who had seen my pieces wanted to color them. Looking through my pages I could see the potential they had to help people focus on something other than negative thoughts. Taking a black and white page and putting their personality to something to give them a sense of that creativity that I felt when making them. Thus, I began my exploration into publishing. I researched the different means to get my images out to people who would enjoy them. Small doubts crept into the periphery but I was looking ahead. No downward spirals, the only way was forward. I learned the formatting rules and created a cover. I published my first coloring book on January 25th, 2017 and I continue to draw. Two sometimes three images in a day came through. My mind was free and it was time to express itself. Over the months that followed three more books were published. I would get proof copies and give them to friends who enjoyed coloring and who were also suffering and looking for a positive outlet. As long as I helped someone was all that mattered and still