Perfect Art

Entry for #SixWordStories' self portrait contest;

makes sense as the way that I view myself.

For anyone who knows me or reads my other pieces, they know that I don't write something that isn't from the heart, and they should also know that most of the things I write aren't very happy.

I am a broken heart and soul and I suffer from depression frequently, but long ago a friend of mine told me that, essentially, the greatest way to find your talent is through challenges.

I, personally, have gone through many stages of challenges.

As a child, I was bullied badly, to the point that a kid (who was two years older than me) in my elementary school tried to drown me every single time our school took us swimming - which was often. This is my strongest memory of elementary, though I know there were other times I was bullied that I removed from my mind. In grade three I pushed him down the stairs (only a couple, don't worry) and years later when I moved, I would readjust my lifestyle to be more intimidating - which also didn't help my social situation any more than it did being the wuss I had once been.

When I moved my parents divorced and my teachers showed me "The day after tomorrow" while reinstating that this was going to happen to us. Needless to say, this started my first fight with depression - though I didn't know that's what it was at the time - which lasted a year.

Years later came everything you see in my gallery... all of it based on true stories of my own life, although a deviation or two may be exaggerated. Nonetheless, all of them are from my own experience in the past year, and all of them were well-written, at the cost of the terrible experience to inspire them.

I had a hard life, yes, but in the end, that was what inspired the artist in me. The only question is, was it worth it? Refer to my poem "The Madness" to be reminded that I have no clue.