HER INNER CRITIC

Born in therapy, this creature gave shape to the voice in my head—sharp, spiraling, and weirdly well-meaning.

They wouldn’t shut up, so I gave my Inner Critic their own stage—@herinnercritic—a space where they could unravel publicly, dish out unsolicited advice, and generally keep me humble. I paint, they rant. It’s oddly therapeutic. Come say hi, but don’t take anything they say too seriously.