I recently moved to a new state and a new town with new people whom I’ve never met in person. I was thrown into a situation that I needed to fight to move forward. I instantly got a job and demanded that they give me as many hours as this body could take. I lived with a roommate who constantly was on my nerves. I am OCD about everything I do and need everything to maintain proper shape, so living with an individual who never cleaned after himself was hell. I started to dive into depression, but for the sake of others around me, I faked a smile. “Everything is ok,” I had to keep telling myself. The stress from work and the combined stress and depression at home pushed me further away from doing art. So I, once again, apologize to anyone I owe.
I moved away from the depression and stress that was my now old roommate and now I feel so much better. It feels good to sleep in a bed that actually has a mattress and not just mats on the floor. I have desk and a little workshop where I can just zone out to some tunes and draw without being bothered by a near omnipresent being that only saps my passion out of my body. That is my update. Pardon for my absence. Friends, family, and the etc., I missed you all.
TL DR; Roomie was a cunt. Made me depressed. Couldn’t draw. I moved out. Panda can draw now. Happy New Year.
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