#ganbatte

Awalnya sulit untuk mengembalikan diri yang sempat jatuh di hari lalu untuk bangkit kembali menggapai yang belum tercapai. Namun, jika ia tak bangkit lalu siapa lagi yang akan menjadi tempatnya bertumbuh dan menggapai hal-hal baik di depan sana.

Walau tak selalu pasti, tapi memiliki tekad untuk bangkit kita coba lagi yang kemudian kita mulai kembali. Jika sulit, tetap kita usahakan. Jika harus usaha dua kali mari kita perjuangkan berkali-kali.

Terimakasih sudah bertahan dan tetap bangkit dari hal-hal yang ingin merenggut ambisi mu itu untuk maju.

Teruslah bertahan hingga detik akhir itu sampai.

Hello Tumbrl world!

I've been gone for a while and haven't posted anything in a while. Not that it's affected me much anymore; I've always been aloof with social media. That doesn't mean I haven't continued to draw. In truth, I've always done something every day. Sometimes more, sometimes less.

The truth is, I've been going through a difficult period for several months now. On the one hand, a difficult family situation arose, which on the other had a greater impact on my physical and mental health than I had not anticipated.

I've been to the emergency room several times, I've seen multiple doctors, and each time it was like going in circles, lost in a loop of discomfort and uncertainty. This has really tested me.

Even though all the doctors kept insisting that it was all due to anxiety, I'm grateful for having this personality trait, because it allowed me, after a thousand vicissitudes, to reach a diagnosis.

I have celiac disease. Or rather, I have to wait for the histology report, but the doctor confirmed that the disease is already present to the naked eye.

Who the hell would have thought that at a certain point, poof, my body would start going crazy? But it did, and all of a sudden. Just like the rest of life doesn't wait for your wishes or if you're ready for the slap that's coming.

The drawing I decided to share is a little encouragement I gave myself, a support for myself as for weeks I fought against the terror of a test that, once done, was nothing special. But the atavistic fear of the unknown and of losing control is stronger than me, and perhaps than the human race as a whole. We profess to be so evolved, but the truth is that we're still the same animals we were thousands of years ago.

In these past few weeks, I've reconsidered many things and looked at the life around me and the people I love with different eyes.

And I'm grateful for what I have, for what life has given me. I'm grateful for drawing for helping me where rationality has no place.

That said, maybe I'll post more, maybe not, I'll see.

Rock Lee

Safe to say I ate at Ganbatte this year