hey remember me
okay so.
I am posting this from my new apartment. doing it by phone because I don't have wireless here yet, and also because I am in the bathtub at the moment.
I figured I should drop an update and let everyone know that I am safe and happy and living in Northfield again, in my very own 1 bedroom apartment, with my doggie and all the privacy my deadbolt can muster.
it has been an incredibly shitty 8 months, dudes. not gonna lie, I was pretty much certain life hated me. one crisis followed another and my brain kept breaking and then I got evicted and couldn't find a place and living where I was just. it sucked. if you read my tumblr you probably know the details already but let's just go with "creative differences" and call it good.
at some point during all this, my will to draw comics went poof. it would come back in little bursts but then go again. if you've been wondering why I've been doing a zillion homestuck things and no kagerou, that's why. I can't do my Big Important Project and so I do fanthings instead to keep being productive.
but I have a home now, and the rent is obscenely cheap (yay projects!) and for the first time ever I am On My Own. I feel fucking amazing. I have my own space and I can do what I want and it's just so goddamn good to be alive. I haven't felt like this without being manic in... god, ages. there's no mistaking real happiness.
anyway. I won't gush any further, just know that I am doing awesomely and hope to be settled in and able to start recovering my previous levels of functionality soon.
huge, huge sigh of relief goes here.
I am posting this from my new apartment. doing it by phone because I don't have wireless here yet, and also because I am in the bathtub at the moment.
I figured I should drop an update and let everyone know that I am safe and happy and living in Northfield again, in my very own 1 bedroom apartment, with my doggie and all the privacy my deadbolt can muster.
it has been an incredibly shitty 8 months, dudes. not gonna lie, I was pretty much certain life hated me. one crisis followed another and my brain kept breaking and then I got evicted and couldn't find a place and living where I was just. it sucked. if you read my tumblr you probably know the details already but let's just go with "creative differences" and call it good.
at some point during all this, my will to draw comics went poof. it would come back in little bursts but then go again. if you've been wondering why I've been doing a zillion homestuck things and no kagerou, that's why. I can't do my Big Important Project and so I do fanthings instead to keep being productive.
but I have a home now, and the rent is obscenely cheap (yay projects!) and for the first time ever I am On My Own. I feel fucking amazing. I have my own space and I can do what I want and it's just so goddamn good to be alive. I haven't felt like this without being manic in... god, ages. there's no mistaking real happiness.
anyway. I won't gush any further, just know that I am doing awesomely and hope to be settled in and able to start recovering my previous levels of functionality soon.
huge, huge sigh of relief goes here.