Hey, so anti-depressants are pretty nice. <3

I got a low dose anti-depressant (I was scared of drastic personality changes) and it's been nice; my anxiety is barely there now, and I don't sit in a corner crying and shaking for three hours anymore! Admittedly, I barely sleep now, but one step at a time.

In fact, not only has the bad stuff fallen to an echo in the back of my mind (still have lapses, but they aren't as bad) but I actually have the energy to work on some of my art projects.

One of those is a fully drawn Dread campaign done in the style of the Nan and Ruby Quest stories by The Weaver; an RPG where I have my players try and escape the horrifying Westgate Asylum, a condemned hospital from the age of Tuberculosis and frontal lobotomies.

I getting some of my old friends who live by together so we can play, but I have to draw out about a billion pages of templates, characters, scenes, clues and relics not to mention scenery.

This'll take a while but for the first time I actually have the energy and enthusiasm to follow through with it. In between drawing for Dread, I'm getting back into drawing again so that's nice