Well folks, it turns out that your favourite procrastinator had a peculiar year, so to speak.
Life gave me a lot of tests this year. Some "unexpected and fucked up things" happened, to put it simply. And I was finally forced to face the inmense hatred I felt for myself. But against all previously held odds, things took a turn for the better, and I really feel like I've grown as a person.

I am not uploading this as a way to generate sympathy for myself, nor to give the tpypical "go to therapy if you're feeling unwell" advice (though I did go to therapy and it did help me). I just wish to tell you, dear audience, that unfortunately you will never know how strong you are until life tests you. I really hope you win all those battles of which you tell no one. And I hope that my drawings can give you even a little bit of happiness and hope, one way or another.

May the moon guide you wherever you go.