Seventeen 24x30

24x30 acrylic/ canvas/ glitter/ epoxy art resin coated. Ready to hang.  I thought I was in love when I was seventeen but I was really just in love with thinking what it might feel like if somebody thought I was worthy of their attention. The particular somebody was a specific person that now, all these years later when I think back to the day I met him every single detail of that instant is still sharply in tact. It was that nightmare of a relationship that taught me how to write, how to run, where to hide from all the wrong people, and how high the cost of obsessive compulsion is.  “The truth is he never liked me and never wanted me. I can’t blame him for that. I was relentless.” I told my daughter with a laugh a few summers ago. She put her hand on my arm and looked into my eyes she said softly “Jesus that is so sad.” And I said no let's just pretend it’s funny so she laughed with me and we didn’t bring him up again that visit.  Because these days it is a little funny. I’m about to b