TL:DR I'm fine. The wall of text is more just a self-vent. I just got some bottled up emotions that I need to think about.

I was planning on drawing something completely different as vent art, but when I sat down and started drawing, this came out instead. I guess ultimately I feel a certain way and somewhere between my tablet and the shower, it transitioned from sadness and self pity to raw anger. I've been going through a few things lately and I barely have much of an outlet. I've stopped ranting like how I used to, and as I got older the cathartic feeling of punching something solid and potentially breaking my knuckles has snuck off. I guess thats a good thing, but now I kinda have nowhere to unleash.

I know a few of my friends have offered to accept my vents, but doing that feel less like therapy and more like collateral damage. I feel so many different ways right now, and they all seem justified and unreasonable at the same time. I just need a moment, I'll probably feel better tomorrow.