Judging Me
From the collection: She Who Feels Deeply
 
You know that inner critic that never shuts up? The one who’s always like, “Do better. Be better. Why aren’t you enough?” Yeah—Judging Me is about her.
This painting is a swirling, messy, beautiful explosion of frustration, fear of failure, and the desperate need to keep it all together. It’s that moment right before the breakdown, where every thought is spinning out and you’re clinging to control like it’s the last lifeboat.
But here’s the twist: all that chaos eventually slips over the edge and into that deep, black nothingness—the kind of quiet that’s terrifying and freeing. Because sometimes, surrender isn’t weakness. It’s survival. It’s finally letting go of the pressure, the hustle, the performance… and giving yourself permission to exhale.
That darkness? It’s not just a void. It’s a reset. And it’s where you start to realize: you don’t need to be perfect to be worthy. You just need to be real.
 
Inspiration: Control, the fear of failing, perfectionism, pressure, and finally releasing what no longer serves you.
Original size: 28” x 22” (oil on canvas)