I am still alive and plan to be in the near foreseeable future. (Some of you were wondering.) Nov 1st is not a kind day for me to remember.

I try very hard not to vomit my real life drama problems to most of you, but I must admit, I'm not as mentally invincible as most brony artists.

But truth is, one of the only limited bits of joy I get out of life comes from enriching other people's lives, through research, answering questions, offering advice, and sharing memes. Most of all creating something that tugs at people and gets them to react, either encouraging people to emote and discuss their deepest thoughts, even crying, anger, disgust, all of these are important so that we can laugh and smile all that much more.
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Most days it's really hard to draw; it's not something I've done for very long, and I've fought to learn, and tormented myself cherishing what criticism and negativity I've received to do better.
But posting and seeing and reflecting on everyone's reactions is one of the only things that keeps me going.

Generalized pity words of encouragement never seem to get me anywhere on whatever the situation is. But Likes/Favs, Comments, Shares, gift/fan art, translations, video comic readings; on a few occasions in the past, some of these have stopped me while I was on my way to kill myself. Maybe it's a psychological drug, maybe it's actually helping.

I just know I'm doing something with my life when I see the reach of my work. And I know it's not an experience very many people can understand or appreciate. Lucky to have you guys.