A quick update.

Wow, a month slips by so quickly, especially during the holidays.

I’ve been busy, knitting gifts,

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..being an inspiration to my daughter…

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…attending Christmas concerts…

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 There’s been Christmas shopping,  and many,  many dragons I’ve had commissioned. I’ve purchased better tools to improve my work with Sculpey as part of a gift to run wild at Michael’s, but have had little time to try them out, focused instead on all of the above.

Lots of artistic backlog to write about.  Maybe I need to write and worry less about photo documentation;  that seems to be my big hang up.

Christmas baking began yesterday.  I’m all set to rave about a childhood favourite, but then I realized I had so much else to talk about first.  So much in fact, that it deserved its own entry.

Much Love,  and be back soon <3

Why Should I Talk About My Depression?

There is a lie I live with nearly every day: a feeling of being unloved and at best barely tolerated.
While I know factually this is untrue, it is very hard to… shake.

Gripping loneliness is one of my greatest struggles, so I find this to be a balance between wanting to talk to someone and not forcing my currently dour company on others.

There is a lie I live with nearly every day: a feeling of being unloved and at best barely tolerated.

While I know factually this is untrue, it is very hard to… shake. It makes friendships difficult, as I feel awkward and an outsider, which can be its own self-fulfilling prophecy as people misinterpret my aloofness. I show up in a public space… pleasantries may or may not be exchanged, and then I leave to while away the hours. One should not base their self-worth on others, but it is very difficult to disentangle it from how easily society handles your absence, I tell you. Continue reading “Why Should I Talk About My Depression?”