"Your hurtful words sandblast me leaving pit marks on my heart and soul.
I'll rise up just as I have countless times before because I'm a survivor.
I always see a hint of blue in the stormy skies that smother my life with you.
Well, no more.
Your words are strong, but today I found the strength to rise up once and for all and follow that patch of blue."
This collage just evolved little by little as did the words to her story.
Magazine clippings and a little paint on a lazy saturday afternoon.