I decided to make this book to see how much I get better with my art starting from now (27/2/18), because I'm feeling really awful about my art and a lot of people have been making me feel awful for how I draw and what I draw. I really just need a n...
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I've been wanting this art style since I was 10, and I finally achieved it, the art style I sacrificed my sleep and social life for 3 years to achieve.
So why aren't I proud?
Oh, that's why. Because of this "friend".
It makes me want to cry whenever I see my art, even though I have wanted this for years, I hate it. Because of them.
Please don't be that art friend.
The art friend who thinks they are number 1 at art and tells you that you are nothing. The art friend who brags about their art every second you talk to them, the friend that points out all of your mistakes on an art piece you really liked, even if it's a vent drawing.
They don't care if it took hours, they don't care if you're in an emotional state at the time, they don't care if it was a cry for help, they only care about everyone liking their art.
Please don't be that friend, don't shove your art into your friends faces all the time, it really damages people.
Also don't do what they did to me once, it really affected me, and almost made me start cutting again.
I was in a really bad state one day, I had asked everyone on my story to not message or talk to me, but they asked me what was up. I didn't really want to talk to them at that moment as all I wanted to do was sleep, so this is all I replied back with when they asked me what's wrong.
"Depression"
And they fucking replied back with "rorrrr" like it was some fucking joke. I couldn't handle anything and burst out crying, realising my "friends" don't even fucking care. I had to take a mental health day the next day to calm myself, after school they messaged where I was and I told them I couldn't handle coming into school that day.
THEN THEY FUCKING WRITE A WHOLE PARAGRAPH ABOUT HOW FUCKING LONELY THEY WERE THAT DAY, ALL THEY WANTED WAS MY FUCKING SYMPATHY FOR THEM AND I JUST FUCKING SCREAMED.
I HAVE TOLD THIS BITCH HOW SUICIDAL I AM AND HOW AWFUL MY MENTAL HEALTH IS, THE ONLY REASON I AM FIGHTING FOR THIS STUPID FUCKING LIFE IS TO HOPEFULLY SEE MY ONLINE FRIENDS, HELL I DON'T THINK IM GONNA SURVIVE 2018 AT THIS FUCKING RATE.
