Hanging in There (Update) (Patreon)

Hello fellow, friends and such. I would like to let you know what exactly has been going on in this noggin for the last few weeks as my spring semester quietly comes to an end.

It has been a long and stressful spring. I have been eating a lot of unhealthy, less than affordable food lately, and I am beginning to realize a few things: drawing art has made me feel weirdly distant from my life, though ironically, my life would not be so great if I hadn't started drawing. Sleep has slowly become an afterthought, and my life outside of art has been drastically affected as a result, and I'm becoming a hermit.

Admittedly, I'm weirdly okay with this outcome. I shouldn't be.

I should go outside and admire the fresh droplets of rain, enjoy the breeze while driving to Walmart to prepare food for myself, exercise at my gym just minutes away. I should be visiting family, calling them, texting them at least. I could be doing so much more, but instead, I begin my days immediately after waking up in my crypt (as I call my room) making my back ache as I glue myself to my rickety seat drawing character after character. I sometimes forget to do the most essential things, like brushing my teeth or if I missed a shower, I wouldn't shower at all.

I jokingly admitted this yesterday in a vc; this irritating reality that I don't like to take care of my body. But it's painfully true. I don't know how in the world I could be so okay with admitting that, and then continue my evening, my night, at 1 in the morning eating Wendy's chicken nuggets and Cinnabon pull-aparts as though they were a dose of medicine to keep me awake. Keep me full. Keep me glued to my seat, stained with sauce, drink spills, urine, mistakes, and misery.

Okay, let me take a step back. I'm going to breathe for a moment. I can't let this get to my head.

I'm saying all of this, admitting this to the world. All of this to say: thank you. Thank you for continuing to speak to me, to join me on this journey of learning and understanding me. If I never had you, never had your support, never had your comments, never had your likes, never had these double digits in my checking account that kept my car moving from here to school, I would be in a much worse place.

If I never had Tripp... I don't even want to imagine that kind of world. But getting back on topic. Thank you so very much. I'm going to continue this weird life with my chin up and slowly try to improve my life habits because I know you would be wishing me a better life so I can create better art for all of you.

Starting today, I'm not just an artist that draws Monkey Ball porn. I'm going to be the artist that draws Monkey Ball porn. Because I'm going to do this for you.

Thank you for reading ❤