I have been failed by a lot of people, from fellow artists I admired who could not take me seriously, to former friends who gave up on me, to bullies who never believed in me. And I spent a very long time surrounded by these kinds of people. And, as a result of that, I spent a very long time believing that I was worthless, that nobody should bother listening to me, that I was just a piece of garbage who deserved to be treated like I am not even human, and that I deserved to be constantly and bullied and abandoned and betrayed by everyone I met.
But... it was not until I returned in August that I realized how wrong I was, to spend so long thinking that way about myself.
When I look at how much my art has improved over the years, when I look at the people who communicate with me on this website and Baraag and Discord, when I look at how much my characters and creations have inspired others, when I look at the people who approach me and genuinely want to know how I'm doing, want to see the art that I've created, want to actually talk to me, want to actually be friends/acquaintances/collaborators with me...
When I see that, despite spending so long wallowing in darkness, there STILL existed a chance to actually rise out of that darkness and shine as bright as I can possibly shine...
I cried.
I cried because I realized that I finally have real friends and supporters. Real friends and supporters who want to see me shine.
And, for that, I thank them.
I thank them all.
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