Okay there's the art.
Now...

*Leans back in chair*

I'm... Not the happiest person.
I'm not the most mentally stable person.
I'm not smart, I'm not strong, I'm not really gifted. At least I don't think so.

And I don't have anything really... "Special" about me.
Other than I can draw decently and I have the temper fuse about the length of my fingernails.

I'm not emotionally and physically... Okay.
And I contemplate probably killing myself every other day.
I'm a pretty weak person who... I don't even know what the hell I am.

Waking up is hard but I have to fucking do it because being a fucking responsible person is being forced on me which sucks ass.

Life is just not easy right now and I guess I'm just taking this chapter to insult myself and make myself feel worse.
Or I guess just admitting my flaws to make myself feel worse. That's another way to say it, I guess.

I've been kinda feeling like this for a couple of weeks, which yeah, I've gone to my therapist and even they know unhealthy this life style is.

It's like... Being stuck in the neutral for what feels like an infinite amount of time. I guess that's how I would describe it.
And I'm forcing myself to try and feel something else rather than being a sad sack of shit.

I don't know, I'm rambling
I'll just wrap this up

Sincerely, E