Inside Bettie Ripper: A Journey of Self-Discovery
I cherish the times when my art felt like an extension of myself, when the colors flowed effortlessly, reflecting emotions I couldn’t put into words. I hold onto the memories of laughter, the connections with others who understood without explanation, and the strength I found in navigating life with DID.Every memory—whether joyful, painful, or transformative—has contributed to who I am today. And for that, I am grateful.
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