Hello, I hope you're doing well.
This year has been quite stressful (so far) for me, which doesn't necessarily means I'm having a hard time. I had many doctor appointments to attend to since January, nearly all of them with different types of professionals. Those appointments were so frequent that I had, at least, one or two per week. The mental fatigue all of this caused was evident in how little I could write and draw in general, yet drawing seemed to be way more affected due to the constant, undiagnosed pain my right arm has been enduring since the start of 2020. Sounds ironic, I know. I've been to so many doctors, but none with the purpose of knowing what was wrong with the most valuable limb of my body. And, to that, I have nothing to say but that I prioritized this surgery over that, because it was something that I had been wanting since I was 16.
I'm talking about mastectomy, most commonly known as top surgery if I can remember it right. I was originally going to have it done by May 27th, but my surgeon caught covid the day before. Lucky for me, the date was moved to June 16th, which not only fell on pride month but also the day matched the age I had started to notice I was not and had never been a woman.

My parents have been extremely supportive and caring. My recovery is going good thanks to them. My surgeon said I'll get my stitches removed next week, so hopefully I can be back on drawing by the end of the month.
To my commissioners and those who are still on the commission wait-list, thank you so much for your patience. I love you all!