Sorry for getting snippy at you
1ofthem I am just afraid of being accused, when
I am trying...I know you mean well. I'm just a huge creep who takes things too serious and harder than most.
I don't really paint, I have spent several hours on this painting.
Several years ago I was very heartbroken to the point of suicide,
actually I was in the middle of the act of it, an overdose.
I was demonically tormented, felt so much fire and heaviness, it was a supernatural
experience, way worse than now.
I was also heartbroken about being unloved and unwanted.
As I lay there on the bed waiting to die, I felt cold,
I don't think I was dying but I thought I was.
I remember closing my eyes and seeing myself and a tree.
Then I seen these yellow words..
like:
Stupid,
ugly,
unwanted,
worthless,
idiot,
whore,
etc.
Every word that constantly tormented me.
Then I seen Jesus, wearing this white robe, he kind of looked like that in the picture.
He always does when he visits me.
He knocked the words and blocked them from hitting me.
I remember this.
So I decided to paint it..
This is who Jesus is to me.
He is my friend.