How many months do not I attend the dA? three? I do not know exactly, but it's a while.
People have been asking me "How are your drawings?", And lately I've been wondering the same. Where are they?
In my school case, the pencil and erasers and who collected care to draw better and better, are gone. My wacom tablet, off. Commissions, canceled.
All this due to lack of inspiration.But why?
I was so creative that come becoming this artistic nuisance.
I'll tell you about my antidepressant. You know, he had been my hero.
But now, I realized that it comes crumbling me slowly. First was amazing
! Always cheerful, the school grades improved, no insomnia. Then came the hapinness turning into euphoria. Did things I should not do. I started drinking, take my chances ... And then, the feeling of emptiness and aggressiveness. My psychiatrist said it was bipolar disorder. She prescribed more medication.
Which became my demon in just two weeks.
My purpose with this journal isn't just vent. But alert and try to help those who are in the same situation too!You are awesome!
:bademoticon: Do not care what they say. Do not let them make fun of you for nothing! Do not think too fat or too thin. Do not despise the color or type of your hair, eyes, skin. If you are a very tall girl, or a very low boy ... DON'T CARE FOR WHAT THEY SAY!
If has been going through a family crisis, I know, it's stressful,
but take the time for you to breathe. Do not think about the problem, think about of the solution!
Let's end the depression without drugs. They shape our mind and it can never again be the same!
That was my decision. Throw away my medicine, finish my studies, back to drawing and ... get a boyfriend! haha.. That's it.
I hope I've helped someone with it. Really.
Oh...And sorry for the english. I'm doing classes, but I'm little tired so.. I used translator. Pardon me!