This must be a new record. I never meant to stop posting and blogging all together, I tried to soldier on for so long, but I reached the limit of how much I can take. I've barely touched my wacom tablets for months, and absolutely hated Photoshop, tutorials and everything else creative.
No, I haven't abandoned this blog. I know that some of you have reached out to me, asking where I've been and why I'm not posting anything. Well there's always a reason for that, and apparently I'm not a drawing machine.
Long story short, I had quite a few bumps on the road these past two years. I don' recognize myself when I say it out loud, but I think I got depressed? I went from super excited to a state where I just wanted to.. Disappear. Some days I was barely able to get to work, I called in sick and slept instead. And then new shitty things kept happening, it was extremely draining. It got really scary at some points. I had zero control over my feelings, all I could see was complete darkness. You know that feeling when you just can't grasp why you feel so empty. You just wanna lie down on the floor and scream your lungs out, wishing those feelings could go away. I admit it, I was actually a bit judgmental when it came to suicidal tendencies, but suddenly I could relate to other people having them. I could actually see why they would make such decisions... Yeah it also makes me think about Robin Williams aka Genie. It's so sad that he chose to break free, and it makes me wonder if he felt the way I did, only he may have been like that for a much longer time :(
You don't really want to feel this way, you do want to be "normal". But slowly you'll start to believe that you've got no other choice. And you try to hide those feelings, because it something "ugly". I looked for help in time, it never got this bad for me. I think it's helping actually.
To prevent a wall of text I guess I can put it this way: Lots of things has happened lately that affected me and my life. It's been very hard on me, and it sent me into this bad effing spiral. The cherry on top was that I recently lost my cat Java to HCM, only about a month ago. It tore me apart, I can't believe that he's not here anymore. So yeah I guess I'm getting hardened. He and Rosso actually helped me a lot through my darkest times, they forced me to maintain some sort of routine and not giving up completely.
I don't want to give any promises, I don't know if or when I'll start posting more regularly again. I've been feeling better lately, I'm much happier despite the loss of Java and some other stuff going on. I'm more joyful but still not very inspired to create something new. Even though I had urger to draw, my mind goes blank and I get paralyzed when I actually try to. Been worried for a long time, that maybe I just don't like drawing anymore..? I almost considered quitting all together. I guess I need more time to heal myself before I'm ready to be creative and excited over art again.
It feels like I should post more about this later on. I can imagine that it's a bit confusing for the ones who don't know me in person.
But I'm alive and I'm doing much better! I still need time though, like I mentioned before. Need to focus only on myself for a while.
Fuck you, setbacks. I won't let you break me.
And if you feel like this right now, THEN KEEP GOING and talk to someone. There's help to get and it can get better!
- Andrea
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