basically crying in a panic since class ended.
a mental meltdown bearing the sad carcass of what's left of my fragile excuse for a body.
i've finally found my true blue calling, my healthy saving grace... my art... the thing i am willing to do and give my all for...
i've finally realized how deep that want/connection runs through me..
and i've finally created the proper-heathly headspace inside of me that allows me to finally take action comfortably.
and yet it's ripped from my hands again.
dealing with this tendinitis bullshit is.. killing me.. i really feel like not being able to work on art damages my soul. it hurts me.
i'm angry, i'm hurt, i'm resentful.
the only thing i want to do is create... and now i cannot do it freely because of my own physical limitations.. it's a sick, mocking joke.
my arm is so fucking bad that i have to type this all out with my left fucking hand. oh god, it sickens me.
my art has been the main thing keeping me sane.. and now what.
hysterical tears and yelps.
goddammit i hate how fucking difficult this has to be... but for the time being.. i will find a fucking way to create the way i want to... or so help me....help me..
painting with my left hand....drawing with my left hand...using my mouth... my whatever the fuck.
please let me heal quickly... please let me keep my sanity.
for the love of glob.
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