Just a little diary entry, some thoughts I've had lately...

I miss how much freedom creating art gave me. It used to feel so natural, like breathing. But since I became burned out, completing my undergrad and getting sick, i feel like i have lost that.
I'm living out my of in-laws attic bedroom at 23 and i feel like such a failure! i have to keep reminding myself we went through a global pandemic!! I didnt even get to visit my uni of choice and dropped out after a year and moved across the country to pursue film! Since then i feel like ive been on auto pilot mode. I kinda of just dissociated through university and now I am stuck in this weird limbo. Im disabled and chronically ill and just survived two blood clots, so im constantly tired. Ive been slowly getting back in to making art again and pushing myself to join FA and make new friends. Its a slow process but I feel like im finally getting back on the right path. I really hope by the end of 2026 I can fully throw myself back in to my art and make a career out of it, that would be perfect ♡