so pleased 19 is the age of realizing things. I had a weird feeling about this year. I kinda thought of it as ‘the year of michael’ since my oc, my fav oc, is eternally 19. I first wrote him when I was 15 tho. now I am actually 19 (and also, pleased, that I wrote his side book while I was the same age)
This year tho… I have come to learn a lot about myself recently. my response to politics. the fact I have mild paranoia. repressed emotions and trauma. learning I was FACEBLIND and not just completely out of it. Worst depression, and getting on meds. figuring I probably had an eating disorder, not just picky. finding out how I coped with isolation. how bad I am at making friends. serious envy, jealousy problems….
also I feel like I should save this for when I’m closer to turning 20 (2 months). still. good things too. some new online friends. new opportunities. another step in life. two books written. better art. better confidence. ETC
point is I feel like a lot has happened