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12 years ago
I'm really tired of how things in life just yank the fucking rug out from under me and then take a huge shit on me for good measure, RIGHT when I've started feeling okay again. Just when I've started feeling okay and happy and creative again, just when I've started feeling that it's okay to start drawing and maybe writing again, and maybe making a plushie or two, here comes the rug-yanking and shitting-on.
What's worst of all is that these feelings are entirely selfish in nature. I shouldn't feel shit-upon or crushed, but I do. I shouldn't feel devastated or butthurt, but I do.
I'm not going to really get into it here, because I'm not really the kind of person who uses the internet as a personal waambulance, but it's probably going to take a while for me to feel good enough to post that artwork and stuff I promised to :{
I am generally a VERY cheerful person, because life is short, and we only get one of them, and also because my family is a pack of assholes, so I try to be a nice person instead of being like them. But sometimes even my Teflon nature gets crushed, and I get pretty fucking depressed.
Let it just suffice to say that my family has dictated my entire life for the past three decades, and I WILL NOT allow them to dictate how I live the rest of it.
