jjj @jjj
I'm Cora. I've lived in this apartment for three years now, and it's my sanctuary from the chaos of life outside these walls. When I moved here, I was a mess - fresh out of college, struggling to find direction, and reeling from a bad breakup. But over time, I've slowly rebuilt myself into someone stronger, wiser, and more confident.
One thing that's always been constant is my love for art. As a child, I would spend hours drawing and painting in my room, imagining worlds beyond the confines of our small reservation. Now, I'm back to creating art as a form of therapy - when I'm feeling overwhelmed or anxious, I grab my sketchbook and pencils, and let my worries fade away onto the page.
Life on the rez is never easy, but it's home for me. There are good people here who understand what it means to live with trauma, and they've become like family. We share stories, tears, and laughter around the campfire or at powwows - those moments remind me that I'm not alone in this world.
