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2018: The Needle in the Haystack
7 years ago
Hi,
Looking back at the year, I honestly saw very little that I could remember doing, that's really because I did very little. Being on a gap year that I honestly didn't want to partake in was difficult. I didn't have a job. I didn't have a car. I had barely anything to keep me interested in creating. It was a tough year.
During that time, my family had it worse. My mother had no connection to her family anymore, they all sort of vanished because of their nature (or adapted nature) to be pains in all of our arses. My father was under fire because of his grief, making almost the whole town hate us for being us. We weren't the only ones having a more than hard time with this year. I don't think I've ever met someone who had a good year this year.
With myself, mentally, I was struggling with a lot. I was panicking a lot with Uni. I felt that I wasn't ready to partake in University, let alone be there for three years. It felt like a lot of pressure was on me not to disappoint everyone. I had barely any money to keep me going, and the seasonal job that I had ended so soon.
2018 was going to be a year that I was going to forget...
...going to be...
...but not anymore.
Around early July, I decided to take Dearshul's advice and post my stories onto FurAffinity, and I honestly think that this was one of the greatest things that I've done. Seeing all the beautiful work here, the stories, the art, the characters, it all made me feel that I could express myself without shame. I felt like I could talk to people about some problems with depression and anxiety. It felt like I could create again, doing things that I've never done before. I felt like I had a place to go. While it's still alien to me to see the words "friend" or even hear the word from people here describing me, but I'm so, so glad they do because it makes me so happy to hear it, to know that I have friends who can support me and I can support them.
Honestly, this site makes me want to become a better person. Since I've joined, I have supported charities, I've felt better and more confident about myself, I've got back into drawing (even though some of the results aren't as good as others) and I've started writing stories. Full stories. Ones that end and are finished. That's a huge accomplishment for someone like me.
All the good things that have happened this year doesn't compare to the things you have all done for me. I seriously don't know how to thank you all. I don't want just to say thank you and that's it, but I truly don't know how I can thank you all. You've all done so many nice, kind, caring, incredible things to me. I have to do something nice for you all, but I don't know what.
2018, for me, was worth it for this community and that's something that I usually never say when it comes to a community. Thank you. Thank you all. Here's to the next year and the more that come our way. I'll still be celebrating them with you. Always. 2018: The Year of the Furry or Animal Artist.
The needle in the haystack was you all, and I'm so glad I found it.
During that time, my family had it worse. My mother had no connection to her family anymore, they all sort of vanished because of their nature (or adapted nature) to be pains in all of our arses. My father was under fire because of his grief, making almost the whole town hate us for being us. We weren't the only ones having a more than hard time with this year. I don't think I've ever met someone who had a good year this year.
With myself, mentally, I was struggling with a lot. I was panicking a lot with Uni. I felt that I wasn't ready to partake in University, let alone be there for three years. It felt like a lot of pressure was on me not to disappoint everyone. I had barely any money to keep me going, and the seasonal job that I had ended so soon.
2018 was going to be a year that I was going to forget...
...going to be...
...but not anymore.
Around early July, I decided to take Dearshul's advice and post my stories onto FurAffinity, and I honestly think that this was one of the greatest things that I've done. Seeing all the beautiful work here, the stories, the art, the characters, it all made me feel that I could express myself without shame. I felt like I could talk to people about some problems with depression and anxiety. It felt like I could create again, doing things that I've never done before. I felt like I had a place to go. While it's still alien to me to see the words "friend" or even hear the word from people here describing me, but I'm so, so glad they do because it makes me so happy to hear it, to know that I have friends who can support me and I can support them.
Honestly, this site makes me want to become a better person. Since I've joined, I have supported charities, I've felt better and more confident about myself, I've got back into drawing (even though some of the results aren't as good as others) and I've started writing stories. Full stories. Ones that end and are finished. That's a huge accomplishment for someone like me.
All the good things that have happened this year doesn't compare to the things you have all done for me. I seriously don't know how to thank you all. I don't want just to say thank you and that's it, but I truly don't know how I can thank you all. You've all done so many nice, kind, caring, incredible things to me. I have to do something nice for you all, but I don't know what.
2018, for me, was worth it for this community and that's something that I usually never say when it comes to a community. Thank you. Thank you all. Here's to the next year and the more that come our way. I'll still be celebrating them with you. Always. 2018: The Year of the Furry or Animal Artist.
The needle in the haystack was you all, and I'm so glad I found it.
Dominus tecum