Thanks for the response . What your answer made me realise is..how do I smother that part in me in love?
It made me think when prompted : If the time is going to pass no matter what, how do you want to treat yourself?
-I want to treat myself with all of the love I never give myself and smother myself, and stroke with kindness and approach life with a lightness of touch not the dark serious cloud I seem to cover everything with. I want To grow and expand but with joy. It made me realise I don’t do that. I don’t know how to do that. at the bottom of this is me beating myself up, nagging myself all day long that my head hurts, pushing, chastising. No wonder I can’t paint or find the joy in painting I have taken it out of me. There is fear and not enoughness and envy and jealousy and insecurity, and feeling stupid and everything I hate about myself wrapped up here and I think the only way I’ve fought through this is to work so hard that no one notices what is behind all of that. Before I went back to art college I had a recurring nightmare I would go in a house and it would be haunted an no one else knew it was hautnedaut I could feel it ..I was petrified and this present would track me down and throw me against the walls violently until I could escape. I would wake up exhausted and petrified. And this happened a lot. I did some work that concluded this was an inner part of me screaming to get out. Since I’ve admitted to myself that I want to be an artist I don’t have this nightmare anymore..I don’t fear going to sleep or old houses and feel at peace. But writing this today has made me think this any presence./energy/poltergist is no longer in my dreams it now feels like it’s in my head and I don’t fear it but I’m just living with it