People say Van Gogh ate yellow paint so that he could be happy, and often treated his depression like a deity instead of a disease.
The truth is that he ate it so he could die, and there's nothing beautiful about depression.
I fell for the lies about Van Gogh. To cry for a fake alchemy, over an inability to turn your depression into art.
In reality, Van Gogh made his best works when he was healing. He is not his illness, and neither is anyone.
I too make my best works when I'm healing— when I look at the ground with astonishment that it holds life, and not a melancholy that I'm not buried in it.
—Agatha
@TeenageLife1111
The truth is that he ate it so he could die, and there's nothing beautiful about depression.
I fell for the lies about Van Gogh. To cry for a fake alchemy, over an inability to turn your depression into art.
In reality, Van Gogh made his best works when he was healing. He is not his illness, and neither is anyone.
I too make my best works when I'm healing— when I look at the ground with astonishment that it holds life, and not a melancholy that I'm not buried in it.
—Agatha
@TeenageLife1111