"The only breathing whole"

This depicts how I'm feeling lately about art. I know I won't ever be able to soar without art and I'm worried my self-doubt will get in the way of things. One day my break will come, and I hope I can accept it and never let it go, but I don't trust myself. I'm still stuck in the storm but my love for creating is pulling me through.
I'm proud of myself though. I don't know how on earth I got to where I am today. I was always the one hating art. I didn't see how art could be used to transform lives and spark joy, passion, energy. Now I have people buying my prints, commissioning me, 20,000 views on flickr, and most people know me as the girl with the camera and photoshop wand. Wow.