I wish things were different.
In February of 2022, I met the love of my life. She has four legs and a tail and she is perfect. A super cuddler, intelligent, and very willing to love on any person who needs to be pet.
But she is not why I took the hiatus.
Truth is, I was incredibly depressed and becoming rather paranoid; there was -- and still is -- a situation out of my control that affected both my confidence and safety. I ended up hurting a lot of people because I had no idea how to get out of it. Months later, the situation hangs over my head and as this little girl curls up next to me every morning, licking my face, I realize I gave the situation too much credit.
I tried painting again in October, and a series of events, including the aforementioned event, occurred and I lost my focus. I hope I am back for good. I feel more stable and in control of myself