Trapped in Thought

One of my pencil drawings for a previous course about two years ago involved drawing a portrait in the form of a collage to tell a story in my past life.

For my story I chose the rough childhood I had when it came to dealing with my attention deficit disorder.

The drugs and medications bring solace and comfort, but at the same time I'm trapped using them in order to feel happy. Yet without them I'm free, only to be trapped in the very anger and depression that the drugs had worked to suppress.