I will go sleep for two days straight after this. Goodnight.
9 years ago
Literally.
I tried really hard to push out some more work today and finish anything before I take a break, but my body just refuses to work. i could barely throw a sketch together in 12 hours. my chest hurts, i can barely breath, i see vibrating white things in my peripheral from migraine since yesterday. its time to rest up, and as it happened before i dont think i'm getting up until wednesday night or so. I worked 16 hours in average in the last few days which honestly shouldn't be that demanding of me, but it is. I guess it's the fact that it wasn't just 16 hours, but 16 hours of very focused and hurried painting. Kinda like how you can run for miles but sprint only for seconds, and I did the sprinting for miles (ok that may be a slightly exaggerated analogy).
I will do weeks like these again until my backlog is over. I'm unsure if I can do 1 week on 1 week off, or I can only do one a month. I have to wait to see what's my condition.
i will be working like 10 hours a day instead of 16 otherwise, so plenty of progress still.
On a note; furry art is literally 100% of my life right now. I made a mistake 2 years ago and screwed myself over, and I'm living up to it, and casted away everything else to focus only on fixing it. I don't remember when I last left the house for anything other than groceries, when I had an anime marathon or even met with a friend at all besides my roommate (for obvious reasons). And even if I did go out, I would get a panic attack from guilt. I want to fix my stupid errors, and then start this furry thing over again, but do it well, and be timely, and fast, and good. And I can't thank you enough for the patience you are all giving me, it's really what lets me live on. just thank you.
So there you had my rambling. I take no responsibility of what I wrote, i am barely aware of what im doing.
this was just meant to be a notice that i'll be offline for a bit and may not answer or react to things until then.
Good night untils *burrows under layers of blankets to never be heard of again*
I tried really hard to push out some more work today and finish anything before I take a break, but my body just refuses to work. i could barely throw a sketch together in 12 hours. my chest hurts, i can barely breath, i see vibrating white things in my peripheral from migraine since yesterday. its time to rest up, and as it happened before i dont think i'm getting up until wednesday night or so. I worked 16 hours in average in the last few days which honestly shouldn't be that demanding of me, but it is. I guess it's the fact that it wasn't just 16 hours, but 16 hours of very focused and hurried painting. Kinda like how you can run for miles but sprint only for seconds, and I did the sprinting for miles (ok that may be a slightly exaggerated analogy).
I will do weeks like these again until my backlog is over. I'm unsure if I can do 1 week on 1 week off, or I can only do one a month. I have to wait to see what's my condition.
i will be working like 10 hours a day instead of 16 otherwise, so plenty of progress still.
On a note; furry art is literally 100% of my life right now. I made a mistake 2 years ago and screwed myself over, and I'm living up to it, and casted away everything else to focus only on fixing it. I don't remember when I last left the house for anything other than groceries, when I had an anime marathon or even met with a friend at all besides my roommate (for obvious reasons). And even if I did go out, I would get a panic attack from guilt. I want to fix my stupid errors, and then start this furry thing over again, but do it well, and be timely, and fast, and good. And I can't thank you enough for the patience you are all giving me, it's really what lets me live on. just thank you.
So there you had my rambling. I take no responsibility of what I wrote, i am barely aware of what im doing.
this was just meant to be a notice that i'll be offline for a bit and may not answer or react to things until then.
Good night untils *burrows under layers of blankets to never be heard of again*
Rest up.