So far, nobody has commented to argue with me in my tyrades. In all honesty, I would rather get no attention than critical attention over this. I still hold different opinions from the majority of the fandom, and I still don't like a lot of what I went through, but the difference now is that I realize I had my meditation strategy backwards. It's not taking the emotion out of the bad memory that heals, it's taking the memory off the emotion. I know, it sounds literally impossible. I haven't forgotten all the slights, the snide remarks, the snootiness and snobbery. But whenever they resurface, I need to look at the feeling rather than the thing that inspired it. I need to look at it from a neurochemical standpoint.

I don't regret having confronted anyone; I was acting in deliberation. I hold to the view that a real adult knows how to appropriately confront somebody. A real adult can admit to his or her limitations. And a real adult practices leaving dead relationships behind. I have more principles, but I have work to do, particularly on the new account I shall be moving to.

I'm moving to  supersycamorebookshelf900213. There, I will post the promised projects I've been putting off. In reflection, doing fetish art doesn't bother me that much. I don't mind this being a mostly commercial deal. I have spoken with my parents about some personal things that have been bothering me, and they've actually taken it well.

But enough talk. I need to get to work.