This morning, I woke up from the worst nightmare, filled with my worst trauma. I couldn't get out of bed, I cried for an hour, powerless.
My wonderful boyfriend shared his energy with me, and made me go pick up my meds, cause I obviously needed them and it was about time.
All day, I was in this weird negative and sad cloud, with no real possibility.
Yesterday, he admitted that he was writing a short film about my illustration series "depression". It's the most precious attention I ever had from one of my boyfriends.
Just to say that I am here, sitting in front of my computer aaaand... I FINALLY scanned this whole series from my sketch book. It's happening. I can share them everywhere.
But first, I wanted it to be with you.
The prints will be on my shop very soon, and I will send some of them to my $20+ patreons very shortly.
Thank you for being a part of my journey.