I was asked by my therapist to paint my feelings. This is how it came out. Super ugly, but I guess feelings aren’t always pretty and pleasant.

It starts with an ocean of blue grief, followed with stabs of red anger and maroon pain. There is a silver lining of hope. And in the middle holding everything together is my purple love for my husband and family and my magenta happiness. His violet love for me is in there also. The good emotions are holding out the muddy part of me that wants to die. 
I also want to thank everyone for sharing our story and trying to help us get a baby but it’s not going to happen anymore MB it’s too expensive and the law is actually against us. And I don’t want to talk about it anymore but I’ve let go the idea of us having a baby, and now I just need to heal. Also I have to have surgery soon.