Yunabat

And this is a gift for amazing masters of ancient dance and very good and kind people.

A little bit of the process of drawing one important picture for me

I didn't expect my picture to be so beautiful on a large format at all.

I can hardly believe that this is my job.

Have I finished drawing? Did I really finish this picture?

Well, I keep painting. It's difficult, but I Well, I keep painting. It's difficult, but I'm trying.

The psychiatrist prescribed antidepressants again, it's not very pleasant to start taking drugs again, but now I clearly need them.

For the most part, I'm drawing now to calm down. It's been very difficult mentally lately. The psychiatrist says it will get easier later, I hope so, but deep down I am very afraid that it may not. How could it be easier without my Erica?

Unfortunately, I won't be able to finish it the way I would like. I just don't have the strength. My precious kitty didn't make it out. The doctor gave us two days for a last chance to grab onto life. My Erica is going out.

The song from the game "the power" and "I Want to live" keeps playing in my head.

My kitty and I are back at the clinic. IVs, so that they can somehow improve the condition, there is no dynamics, according to the analyzes, it's a nightmare.

while the cat is being treated, I continue to draw. There's nothing else to do.

and the sponsor of this sketch is my ruined mental health.

However, I'm not taking it all out anymore. My cat, whom I named after Eric, is seriously ill. He is very seriously ill. I'm on some kind of hellish emotional swing that's swinging with insane amplitude. I cry every night. Because I'm afraid for her. All I can do now is give her pills, try to feed her by the hour from a syringe, and hope she doesn't fall off.

‎- I can't understand why you follow me, why do you always try to be there for me? Don't you have anything to do?

‎- maybe someone painted me specifically for you and that's the only thing I exist for?

‎- doesn't that seem cruel to you?

‎- No, it doesn't. That's cruelty. But, for some reason, I don't mind.

I'm slowly coming to life. It turned out to be a very difficult week, my Kitten was very ill and there was no time for creativity.