Novel & Cerita Depression Drawings

We reached school and I headed inside, took some books from my locker and entered history class. After getting seated, I took my sketch book out and started thinking about what to sketch. After the accident , I have started sketching a lot more . Even the therapist thinks that it is good for me to portray my feelings and it acts as a coping mechanism. I do not have any art classes or anything, but I feel like I can connect with them. Usually I sketch whatever I feel like, but right now I cannot think of anything to sketch.

At least that was the gamble she was making. "Just sketching," she said casually. Marco glanced up from his tablet. "Yeah?" "It helps me think." He grunted and returned his attention to the screen. Elara lowered her eyes to the paper and continued. At first, the drawing looked harmless. She smudged the edges of the walls with her thumb, intentionally creating heavy, oppressive shadows that bled into the center of the paper. Every stroke carried the weight of her anxiety. She made the lines of the ceiling look low, almost crushing, capturing the exact claustrophobia she had been living with for days. Her charcoal scraped against the textured grain of the paper, a rhythmic, scratching sound th