I started drawing again on November 9th, sixteen days ago.

Almost every day I go through terrible anxiety. About human interaction, about the future, about life in general. I worry constantly.

Not without reason -- my car is falling apart and on the verge of dying, and a hard, cold winter is almost here. My job is okay, but at any moment there could be a catastrophe which I have no idea how to handle -- no one there trains me on anything. My blood pressure isn't bad (I had my yearly physical today), but my resting pulse is like 96, which, according to one study I read about means I'll probably be dead within 20 years. I still have no idea how to make friends. A dozen other things.

So I'm stressed out.

Drawing helps. It doesn't make the anxiety go away, but it gives me something else to focus on.

For almost 2 years I've played Ark: Survival Evolved, and that has helped. But during the idle time when I'm not actually doing anything with the game, I pull out my tablet and start sketching, and it's wonderful! It really gets me back in touch with my style.

I have plans. I want to do so much. Let's see how far I can get!