🌌 A story that came true
I grew up in a family of material scientists, which made it a nightmare, and at the age of 17, I experienced a clinical death, and I started to see the auras and hear the voice of the objects, and I went through a psychiatric clinic where I learned how to hide my specialty, and the art therapist's work is her way of treating others, not recognizing that I need healing myself.
«"prints..." sent a picture: the shadow of the cup on the table in the shape of the heart... the tea cooled... while I wa»