Aesthetic is important and imagery is too but I’ve always hoped that you, my instagram community, have considered my work more than just a pretty picture.
Which if you’re still following me here, leads me to open up about something I don’t want to open up about but need to get off my chest. As one of my good friends taught me, it’s polite to ask... you got a minute?
Now, I know you’re listening. I’ve been simultaneously dealing with dark feelings while judging others for sharing online. But it’s brought them nothing but personal growth and it’s allowed for others to relate. Examples would be @jengotch and her daily score ins with her own bipolar disorder, @liz_kamarul and her personal challenges with trichotillomania, and @franki_e and her daily struggles with getting out into the world. I want to personally thank them for their courage and apologize too for dissociating with their strength in honesty on days when I couldn’t be honest with myself. I always thought that sharing with some close friends was enough, or that in someway my pottery expressed some of my own personal experiences. But now I’m not so sure that’s true, or that you even know who I am. So here goes, you still ready? .
I’ll keep it light cause this is oh so scary. My names Shawna Rohan, I make pottery and I score a 4 on the ACE test. I come from a loving mother and have some beautiful family members. I don’t have many childhood memories though,nearly four that I can recollect. I suffered from childhood abuse and trauma from someone who should’ve done better. It’s made me imperfect but now,at nearly 30, I’m working on it. I can’t not work on it because I’m faced with a past that pains me nearly everyday. I’ve chosen to channel a lot of my hopefulness in pottery. Whether it be through technical mastery as a way to hone patience and responsibility or to describe my faith through rainbows and horseshoes- I create to heal and to share that courage with others. Maybe you even eat a meal with some of my therapy too. .
I’m not here to implore you to face childhood trauma and abuse in your own life but I do want to let you know you’re not alone. Also too-that I love you.