The Blood Queen

The Blood Queen is the part of me who is a little girl with ruthless tactics. She will do whatever it takes to get her needs met.

Me and my partner were stuck in a horrible, lose-lose dynamic, not quite understanding what was even playing out. Making these drawings helped me see that he was holding a piece of my soul that I desperately needed back.
I was trapped in an immature state.

He held my heart to protect me from an experience I needed to have.
He held shards of my pain as if it was his duty to suffer.

I would not have it. I demanded he return it, not really knowing what would happen when he did.
The transfer inspired immediate overwhelm.

The yellow orb broke open into chaos. I never felt so lost…
I had no idea how to lead myself.

I needed this hard medicine. This was the place I could create something better from. I needed to know just how underdeveloped I was in being an authority over myself.