🎨 Hello, dear artists!
Tears streamed down Alex’s face, heavy like the weight in his chest. He didn’t know why the world felt so loud, so overwhelming. But even through the storm inside, something small whispered: you’re not alone. Sometimes, crying isn’t weakness—it’s the start of healing. And maybe, just maybe, tomorrow would feel a little bit lighter.
Turn off your phone and reserve this time just for you. Colors, brushes… and action!.🖼️🖌️
