Shark

“you’re such a ray of sunshine!” thanks! one day i chose to act happy and then i kept choosing it over and over and over and over until the neurological pathways formed like desire paths in the thicket. i dug and clawed my nails into the grooves of my brain and carved out joy. i retouch it every day.

it's crazy how much faith making art requires bc i noticed my ability to draw disappears when i lose it. if a depression bout is really bad, fear overwhelms faith and drawing gets impossible bc im disillusioned to hell. That blind, sincere faith and trust in the process is literally the most important thing

usually i say how bad mood doesn't stop me from creating and yeah most of the time that's the case bc i still have at least 000.1% faith left