I had a pretty anxiety-filled weekend and now I find myself in a sort of funk.
My older cousin stayed over at my place since I said he could crash here for the comic expo. It all went really well and stuff but he had a buddy and I never see him often so it was still kinda like being around strangers X'D but I wasn't going to let my anxiety make me into THAT bad of a family member. I try to at the the very least offer help when it's asked for.
They were very nice too, and they bought me a bottle of vodka and dinner on sunday for everyone. So that was really awesome ^_^
He also gave me some prints of his artwork [ he's a traditional painter ] so I'll have to find some appropriate frames at some point.
-flops over- I am still in a bit of funk though. I feel like my world's gone grey. Have I drawn too much rain and fog? Or is it the other way around? Or is it the other stuff?
I'm not sure where it's coming from. Usually I'm pretty sure of what I want but yesterday and today it's just....blah...
The question I don't like to ask is: Have I gone overboard? Is this moving too fast and too far downhill? I did exactly what I felt like doing and now I wonder if I should have held back. The piercings, the asks, the drawings... I guess it's just another bout of 'Oh wow this is the real me and I'm not sure I was ready for that' XD
I asked my friend yesterday if I'm actually psychotic and she just said 'are you?'
Even my doodles look...
Ah well. It'll pass. It always does. Then it's back down to falling down the rabbit hole. I'm pretty certain I enjoy falling, I just need to quit bumping my head on things.
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