Oops I did it again…

I spoke about suicide in a frank, matter-of-fact nature. I understand how it’s concerning to others, I do, but considering I’ve been having those thoughts since middle school, it’s just a way of life for me at this point. Like filling up my gas tank or getting an oil change, a depressive dip with suicidal thoughts is just a thing that’s going to happen. I’m not like thrilled with it, but I just try to push through it and get back to the better feelings.

The one thing that sort of disappoints me about it this time is that I didn’t talk at all about my plans for the next decade, about recommitting myself to art and the stories I’d like to create. I don’t want to harp on myself, but I’ve got to get better about sharing my joy/hope and not just my despair.

Any who…

I finished the cat commission, so that’s a plus, though even with that payment, I’m going to be late with rent this month. Mercifully it’s the first time in a little over 2 years I’ve had an issue with it here, so I’m doing my best to not stress. I looked into consolidating my debt, but with my current credit score, any loan would have almost 30% interest, so fuck that. I’m just going to have to re-tool my budget and see what I can drop. Thankfully, at this point, I’ve got things I can drop.

With the new month, along with getting all of MTC scanned and toned, I’d really like to see the pencils for Un Chien completed. It’d be such a great feeling to see those pages done and to get the letters started.

Dicks for listening!