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Today I am starting my journal again. It has been almost a month since my last journal entry. Why? Weird mental health episode. Since finishing up with my Masters course I have been in an odd, and horrible head space. Somewhere between depression and anxiety surrounding the idea that I don’t know where my journey is going next, the uncertainty of job hunting, and having so many wonderful art ideas that I was overwhelmed and not quite able to get on with any of them. In simple terms, I was burned out. Today was the first day where I have been productive all day, and not just a short burst in the morning before depression started kicking my ass. It was slightly ruined by a Facebook troll who tried to tell me that promoting my Patreon was the same as begging for money, but I am trying to block that out because I don’t feel like I need to justify why I want to be able to pay my rent by making my art. I still feel like maybe my art isn’t good enough, maybe I am not good enough, the fraud police keep asking why I am even trying… but trying is all I can ever do. And I want to keep trying, keep making art, good art, bad art, just more art. I can do the thing.