I know I haven't been very active anymore, but Merry (late) Christmas c:>
If you're still following me, that's great. Thanks for sticking around <
I've been getting caught up in school and trying not to die mentally hahaHA, but seriously I've been going through some major internal battles, and the occasional exterior battle, these past couple of years. I don't want to alarm you, I'm just informing you that I'm doing fine and I still have a pencil in hand...just not as often...
My computer wasn't being very friendly to SAI, so I kind of gave up for a bit and tried to find different programs. It didn't suit me as much as SAI did especially with my still unsteady skill set. Don't get me wrong, looking back at everything makes me want to cry because I was doing so well and then I just fell off a cliff knowing that I'm just not that good anymore. But hey
Let's look up and say that I still have some structure to my drawings thanks to muscle memory.
Honestly, the real world's made me pretty tough, even though I'm still kind of this meek jello substance inside.
I've been speaking my mind more and been having to confront issues faster unlike before. I really wish I had more faith in people and complained less like I did in the past. I mean I complained in the past, but I've been thinking about what bugs me more and it's rotting my core. I don't like it. I wish I didn't have bad things to say, but lately I've just been spewing things out precariously. I guess I just haven't been in a good social environment for a while and I'm just evolving to stay afloat socially. FEELS AHEAD >>> I thought I had friends and they either dropped me out of their lives because I don't function they way they do or I just don't really have much to offer. At least this is what I think, and because I think this way, I get social anxiety and steer clear of communication with those people. I think it's because friend groups have finally been established, the hate becomes the bordering wall that segregates the weird and the normal, and finding a seat in class becomes much harder when no one really brings you into conversation...kind of like you're not there. I get weak and crumble inward. I jolt my eyes away. I stay silent unless they initiate conversation. It's a weird feeling and I sometimes dissociate. It's not fun and when I make the effort to be friendly, start the convos, or what have you, I get hesitated smiles and conversations, something that strikes me as "Oh, you're still here, heh". I know that's probably not the case, but my brain goes cray and thinks this way. After such interactions, it's back to social anxiety and the cycle begins again.
With the help of my very best friend, and I think I can confidently say he's my only friend at school, I've worked through some of the first barrier walls. Once I'm in, it's a little easier to be social. However, some days, those amazing days
I get so happy for no reason and I talk to everyone and I am at the peak of happiness. These are rare and I don't really know what triggers them. I wish I knew so I could remain happier for more than five days out of the year. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way, but it's just what I've been going through, and I'm glad no one from my school knows about this account because I can just tell you everything. Maybe seeing all written out, the decisions I need to make to be happy will lay before me.
Being so focused on where I stand socially, I neglected to take care of my hobbies like drawing, oil painting, violin, piano, and of course, digital painting. I mean, I'm not near my violin or the piano anymore because of school, but that's besides the point. I lost myself socially and mentally that I ended up losing what feels like half the progress I've made in my peak years. I'm taking a large stumble back, but I think I've finally stood back up from hitting rock bottom. Every day should be a new day, so let's start fresh in the morning where I'm not afraid to be wrong, looking people in the eye, and speak naturally and comfortably. The only thing people can do is bring me down with subtle cues, but only if I let them.