When I was told the news yesterday morning I didn't feel anything like.. almost numb. I heard my brother crying and I just.. listened. but when he hung up and I walked around my empty home and found her room, I lost it. All of her things are now just things. An empty kitchen, an empty recliner.
I knew it'd hurt, just not how much. There's plenty of you out there that know, and I'm really sorry for your loss, if that's you. We all go through it, we see this happen. It's hard, very hard.
My next two months are going to be chaos. I have to somehow get myself across the country to my new room mates, cause I can't afford this apartment. I have some plans to do so, but there's also the funeral to worry about.
When the dust is settled, I'm settled. I'll be finishing everything I owe one at a time, and I wont accept new stuff until that's done. Omega445, GBHPrime, and everyone else that's supported me and have been waiting, I'm thinking of you and I'll do right by you, I promise.
I hate making folks wait. Feels like a betrayal of trust in some ways. Things happen, I know. That's the nature of this art business thing. Still, you guys mean the world to me, especially the folks that like my art enough to pay me to do it. <3 I'll see you soon.
Look for an update within a few weeks on my life and things.
In advance, I appreciate the well wishes/condolences, even if I don't reply to every comment.
Rachel P. 7/27/1961 - 12/14/2024
P.S. I never was secretive about my work here. I was always upfront that I worked on NSFW art, and my mom would just look happy for me, she accepted me for who I am in all ways. She loved my SFW stuff, I never really tried to show her the other stuff for obvious reasons. The fact she supported me and bragged about my art knowing what I do meant so much. It felt nice never having to hide anything.
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