Circles have always felt comforting... until they didn’t. I didn’t expect this prompt to shake me the way it did. “Circles” felt simple at first — but the more I tried to build something clean and structured, the more everything inside me started to unravel. Circles comfort me. They protect, they contain, they surround. But they also trap. And somewhere in that duality, a quiet anxiety surfaced — the kind I usually hide behind pretty colors and tidy compositions. So instead of fighting it, I leaned into it. Into the mess. Into the imperfect loops inside my head. Into the strange mix of fears, memories, and little pockets of joy that spill into my pages when I stop editing myself. People often ask what goes on in my mind when I create... Honestly? It’s chaos. A soft kind of chaos, but chaos nonetheless. This page is crowded and anxious and tender and hopeful all at once — just like those inner “circles” we all carry. And maybe that’s the point: Not to be perfect, but to understand what shapes us, what traps us, and what protects us. To learn where our boundaries begin. To let the circles breathe. Here is my entry for the #itascrapgirls weekly challenge - Prompt: circles List of supplies in the comment section below 👇 #artjournal #journalingcommunity #collageart #mixedmediaart #aestheticcollage #creativejournaling #visualart #artprocess #asmrjournaling #mentalhealthart #creativetherapy #artistsoftiktok #arttok #innerworld #slowcreativity