I ain't gonna lie to you. This has been the hardest shit I've ever dealt with. I cannot imagine what goes through the minds of people who are so fucking loose with their libidio that they keep having kids with no planning. I didn't plan for this shit. I did not ask for this shit, but when the clarion calls, you either who you portray yourself to be or you're not... so as the kids are fond of saying; I gotta stand on business. I won't lie to you. I'm struggling. In every way you can struggle. My health take a hit. I gained 35 lbs since I got these little gremlins. Blood pressure up, blood sugar out of control, free time non existent. I work all day, then we spend 3 to 4 hours helping the kids with they homework. 7 and 9 year old couldn't fucking read when I got em... what kind of shit is that. But they doing better. They lives is infinitely better. They teachers marvel at they progress. Big ups to  lavenderpandy she been a great teacher with them as well and together we got them going. But the shit is time consuming... I ain't had a good nights sleep since I got them. Doctors say I need to take some time to relax, so I still try to interact with fans. Play games with fans, chat while working on commissions, but I'm not all there.

Between needing patience and financials support. I'm at my wits end. I haven't enjoyed my craft for a while and my enthusiasm for my own work and stories have not been there. I have been putting all my creative energy into either trying deliver the best product I can for my fans and supporters, or trying to rekindle my creativity with random things that may spark it. Since I work with so many artist, people often forget, that I draw. Pandy does the colors and edit, I do line work... with my wrist I can color no more. My shit aches all the time these days, but I'm still trucking forward. I'm still moving. Bare with us, we're moving slower, but we moving. And I will not let my sisters bullshit destroy me, at least, not easily.