NOTICE: What I am doing is Venting. Or more a place to put my thoughts as I can't seem to make myself come out of this. In Scraps
I am incredibly sad. Been for the past month now. I feel incredibly uncomfortable at home. I feel incredibly unwanted by some certain people. I feel like I'd rather live in a box in the woods. All from of the sharpest knife that could ever hurt me. That knife is "Family calling me a liar and call me negative things". Family that don't believe in me. I currently feel like only existing. That's all I want to do right now.
There's a lot that hurts. Because it feels like my being is unwanted by some people.
Don't call me lazy, please. When you come to someone's house without calling, what do you expect it to look like? Like no one lives there? Don't say We never clean the house. We actually have an assigned cleaning day. It was supposed to be tomorrow because we were expecting guests. But we do have it set up. PS: no one does the dishes because we all agreed we all hate the dishes. We do the dishes when we can. And It is okay for us to relax. It's not like we won't ever get to it. I just don't want to clean every. single. day. Cleaning house is not fun when you make a job out of it.
Don't call me a Freeloader, please. I help support through art as best as I can. Don't call me a liar for telling the truth. Because you've never set foot on one of my art sites to even see what I've done (And guess what, Facebook doesn't count. I only post on their to share with ya, family.). To see all of these amazing people. Just because I got a second job doesn't mean I'm not doing well here. I don't have to show you my paycheck for either jobs to prove to you that I am working these two jobs. Just because I like doing art... doesn't mean I am not working. Why do people think if I am sitting I am not doing work? Standing sucks. It's uncomfortable.
I got a second job because I wanted to be able to work on some large projects like the Kindling comic, and some animations. Those are really long projects that would take a while to have any light found. But I wouldn't be able to make them if I only relied on commissions. It is really hard to feel happy with someone pressuring me over my entire existence to feel happy about my REALLY BIG AND IMPORTANT PLAN. I Can't enjoy neither art nor my other job right now because of this. I was really enjoying both of them until all this. Everything was going so Well. Now I have to push myself to draw, and push myself to not cry during work. Because I feel like you are stomping on all of it. Everything.
update 5/8: I feel troubled posting this as I know that folks don't like sad things. I apologize, but this post has ultimately made me feel a little bit better at this moment.
I am incredibly sad. Been for the past month now. I feel incredibly uncomfortable at home. I feel incredibly unwanted by some certain people. I feel like I'd rather live in a box in the woods. All from of the sharpest knife that could ever hurt me. That knife is "Family calling me a liar and call me negative things". Family that don't believe in me. I currently feel like only existing. That's all I want to do right now.
There's a lot that hurts. Because it feels like my being is unwanted by some people.
Don't call me lazy, please. When you come to someone's house without calling, what do you expect it to look like? Like no one lives there? Don't say We never clean the house. We actually have an assigned cleaning day. It was supposed to be tomorrow because we were expecting guests. But we do have it set up. PS: no one does the dishes because we all agreed we all hate the dishes. We do the dishes when we can. And It is okay for us to relax. It's not like we won't ever get to it. I just don't want to clean every. single. day. Cleaning house is not fun when you make a job out of it.
Don't call me a Freeloader, please. I help support through art as best as I can. Don't call me a liar for telling the truth. Because you've never set foot on one of my art sites to even see what I've done (And guess what, Facebook doesn't count. I only post on their to share with ya, family.). To see all of these amazing people. Just because I got a second job doesn't mean I'm not doing well here. I don't have to show you my paycheck for either jobs to prove to you that I am working these two jobs. Just because I like doing art... doesn't mean I am not working. Why do people think if I am sitting I am not doing work? Standing sucks. It's uncomfortable.
I got a second job because I wanted to be able to work on some large projects like the Kindling comic, and some animations. Those are really long projects that would take a while to have any light found. But I wouldn't be able to make them if I only relied on commissions. It is really hard to feel happy with someone pressuring me over my entire existence to feel happy about my REALLY BIG AND IMPORTANT PLAN. I Can't enjoy neither art nor my other job right now because of this. I was really enjoying both of them until all this. Everything was going so Well. Now I have to push myself to draw, and push myself to not cry during work. Because I feel like you are stomping on all of it. Everything.
update 5/8: I feel troubled posting this as I know that folks don't like sad things. I apologize, but this post has ultimately made me feel a little bit better at this moment.
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