talking to myself. It's a good pasttime.
17 years ago
An artist with no deadlines is unemployed!
On the side of my fursona, She and I have had a talk. To be honest, I've been living this tense denial of myself for so long, been 'acting' good and not being myself. Thus, she is me and still there. I just need to want her again. I need to want myself.
I am a dreamer who stopped dreaming. But you can only live like that for so long. Embracing my dreams - the reality of who I am - and what I am has come back into reach.
It'll take some time to heal. But I know I can grasp it again.
I can only hope my mate can handle that. But I think he can - I know he can see the good in me where I have buried it deep. I can pierce the shell of my own personal horrors and bring back the self that was just learning to love life.
I can do this, because unlike others, I am me.
To Stomi - my animus, and Lynx, my anima. Shall I ever burn in the fire of my spirit and my soul.
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In lighter news, my compy finally got fixed. Woots. Time to make some new arts and stuff.
I am a dreamer who stopped dreaming. But you can only live like that for so long. Embracing my dreams - the reality of who I am - and what I am has come back into reach.
It'll take some time to heal. But I know I can grasp it again.
I can only hope my mate can handle that. But I think he can - I know he can see the good in me where I have buried it deep. I can pierce the shell of my own personal horrors and bring back the self that was just learning to love life.
I can do this, because unlike others, I am me.
To Stomi - my animus, and Lynx, my anima. Shall I ever burn in the fire of my spirit and my soul.
***
In lighter news, my compy finally got fixed. Woots. Time to make some new arts and stuff.
I want my mate to be a bitch...