Doodles

I'm not much of an artist but I do love doodling and drawing- just for fun. I also enjoy journaling and have found it helps me process SO many things. Having a creative outlet helps me to be happier and mentally healthier too.  So sometimes I combine the two- drawing and journaling. Here are a few of the doodles/drawings from my eating disorder journals:





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  1. Billie JoApril 15, 2023 at 5:47 AM

    Hello! I think your doodles are great, especially the last one! I added you to my reading list...I thought I had already done so...but...middle age mind!!! Have a cozy Saturday.

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  2. ka-lynApril 15, 2023 at 5:36 PM

    Thank you! Both for your kind words about my silly, little non-artistic drawings...and for following my blog. I have read your blog for years and love it. You are a blogging queen so I am honored you find mine worth reading. Blessings!

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