I’m OK

FOREWORD

We all struggle. Some are just better at managing and or hiding it than others. Remember that the person you may look down on cause they have an addiction or a clear “issue” were regular people like you. We’re all just trying to get by. Have mercy on your fellow brother/sister.

01

Line drawing of a fetus curled up. It is in front of a mirror with a face reflecting its profile and a smiling face on the right. The background has faint lines resembling a window or frame. Text at the bottom describes a poetic scene involving fog, sedation, depression, and phantoms.

the fog hovers in
the sedatives wear off
the depression sets in
the lights are off
(when the phantoms move in)

02

A black and white line drawing of a hand with two middle fingers raised, set against a light background with faint floral and foliage sketches. Below the drawing is a poem that reads: 'my eyes well up \\ these fears swell up \\ these hopes fell down and doubts fell up \\ these trees crashed down \\ and new fruit sprang up'.

my eyes well up
these fears swell up
these hopes fell down
and doubts fell up
these trees crashed down
and new fruit sprang up

03

A minimalist black line drawing of a person with a butterfly on their shoulder, standing in front of a faint, larger version of themselves. The background is beige, and there is yellow-green text on the right side that says "T'M OK." At the bottom, there is a quote that reads, "empty conversations with self sometimes I feel hollow the tabernacle echoes of butterflies I'm not home though you probably don't care, but I thought I’d let you know."

empty conversations with self
sometimes, I feel hollow
the tabernacle echoes of butterflies
I’m not home, though
you probably don’t care,
but I thought I’d let you know

04

A stylized black and white line drawing of a person with closed eyes and a relaxed expression, holding their head in their hands. The background is beige with some faint text and a small paragraph reading: "to the weary and forgotten please hold... on".

to the weary
and forgotten
please hold...

on

05

A black line drawing of a person sitting with one knee bent and their hand covering their face. Behind the drawing, there is faint text and a larger background image that includes a similar hand gesture, overlaid on a canvas, with a short poem about feelings and reality written at the bottom. The poem reads: 'these eyes don't see what they used to hese thoughts don't play good memories hink they used to ot I can't believe this the sweet kiss of lies he bitterness of reality'.

these eyes don’t see
what they used to
these thoughts
don’t play good memories
like they used to
I can’t believe this
the sweet kiss of lies
the bitterness of reality

06

A black and white line drawing of a child sitting on a block, holding their face, with wings behind them and a box with a cross underneath. The background has large abstract shapes, with text at the bottom that reads, "holding heavy phantoms two-ton nothings let go and let grow."

holding heavy phantoms
two-ton nothings
let go and let grow

May I ask you a question?

Are you OK?

If you’re not OK, I’ll leave you with this.

It’s helped me as someone who’s dealt with dysthymia (persistent mild depression) and has seen those around me struggle with mental illness and addiction.

Grasp onto something bigger than yourself. An unchanging constant that will keep you moving forward despite the circumstances.

Mattew 11:28–30 NASB

“Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is comfortable, and My burden is light.”

It’s good to remind yourself that you aren’t alone in this journey.

With that said. These posters are available as prints in my web store.

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