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March 2025 UPDATE
🕑 Added 2025-03-02 19:54:09 +0000 UTCWe've made it to another month everyone. Let's reflect on how last month went.
I went and opened Commissions again with my new Prices and I gotta say it's been the most productive I've been with comms in a long time. I managed to adopt a new schedule into my routine, and it's been very helpful. I plan to open again very soon.
In addition to comms, I've been slowly doodling for myself as seen in the WIPs channel and that's been very pleasant as well. Working all week for folks while leaving the weekends for myself. So, expect some random WIPs to show up soon.
In regard to Patreon Requests, I would like everyone who joined to contact me during the first actual week of every new month with your idea. Just so I'm not waiting last minute to finish them. If you're late in getting your idea to me, it'll be rushed. And if happens multiple times, I will ask you to leave the Request Tier. If you want to get in your request idea way before the new month, your free to do so.
Thats been my quick Art Segment of the Update. So, I'll move onto the Personal Life Segment next.
If you don't want to read it, I understand. Here's a TLDR:
FEB started rough, Stress and Anxiety happened, but now I'm back on my feet feeling comfortable.
I was very hopeful when February started. My new job I've been looking forward to for half a year was underway and it was fine once I was actually there. But i guess my brain wanted to think otherwise. Lots of bad thoughts rolled into my head and they didn't leave. Telling me that I'm abandoning what I love and forced to start at the bottom again in a new environment.
The stress of having to reacclimate myself to this new job happened way too fast. I haven't had a real job in 4 years, and I thought I can handle the routine of waking up, driving over there, and doing my job. There were a lot of other factors, but they don't matter right now.
In the end, I felt like I didn't fit in, and my body was actually breaking beneath me.
After a week, I left.
And it was the biggest mistake of my life. I just needed to grit my teeth more and handle it one day at a time. Because I was SET for LIFE if I hung on. But I guess I'm not as strong as i thought I was.
I tried to get it back, but my bro said it was already too late. In just one day, I was completely fucked. And i still regret it.
And for 5 days, my stress levels off the charts every morning. I felt nauseous constantly. I didn't eat. Only at night when i really needed to but it was still very little cause i felt like i wouldn't keep it down. Couldn't even sleep without my chest beatings and work dreams waking me up. It. Was. Bad. I never experienced this level of Stress, Anxiety, and Depression.
And tbh, i still feel it a little every day. But it's mostly gone. The reason i say I still feel it is because things will be changing for me later this year. I can't get into it yet but soon. Let's just say, trying to live in California is scary.
But now, after that whole ordeal, I'd say I'm feeling like my usual self. I'm back home working on art, enjoying my free time when i can. Hanging with my friends and feeling comfortable. I'm still not in a great position at this moment but my mind is clear.
Even tho the job situation didn't go through like i expected, my bro is still willing to help me out. He sent out my resume to a temp agency and they're gonna try to find me a job that's more up my alley. So someday, idk when, I'll receive a call from them.
It's still a little sad and disappointing reflecting on this but i shouldn't let that keep me down. Just gotta move forward. I'll be fine.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I'm so fucking thankful for everyone supporting me here. It helps me out so much. I just hope I can meet everyone's expectations. <3
