Clip studio was on sale. Got it back and archiving the code this time.

So reconnected the tablet after eight months of hiatus. Turns out I lost my activation license for clip studio from years again.

As May 29th, 2022 will mark one year since father's death, I've decided that a year of grief is long enough.Life is too short to be restrained. So I will put pen and stylus to paper and screen respectively.

Using the weekend to prepare.

It probably won't change much, but it'll keep me sane

Made progress I put something on a page for the first time in a month.

When I don't draw, I hate myself.

When I do draw, I hate myself.

This is the struggle since I've dealing with, alone, for twenty years.

Self-awareness is fun

I haven't been in the right state of mind to do anything art realted.

It's too painful to create anything due to my awareness of the reality in which I live as a racialized person.

I have to accept tha art isn't going to free me nor make me happy right now.

Sad as it is, I have to leave it and focus on what will pust more money in my pocket. Reality won and my dreams lost, it happens and there's no way around it.

I may post one day again in the future but for now this is goodbye.

By not following the 50% rule I am holding myself back, thus I will start using drawing prompts from this day foward

Not dead, just been working and finishing exams for Automation Technician certification, will probably doodle at work. I'm afraid to attend art hangouts

Making bread and cleaning house