First of all, I would like to say that I am grateful for every single one of you who watch my page, even if you don't talk to me, or comment or favourite or even look at my stuff. You didn't have to to come here and press that +deviantWATCH button. It was a choice you made on your own. And for that I am really, honestly and sincerely thankful.
Now, I know I haven't uploaded anything in a couple of months. It's not that I haven't been drawing, it's just I could never find the time to polish some of them up to show you all. I can say that I believe I have improved significantly from the works which you see in my gallery now.
However, recent events have taken a turn for the worse, and in a nutshell: I'm being isolated, everything I've ever known is being ripped away from me, and I'm being punished for it.
I've came down with an illness. Not your stereotypical kind of illness. Lately I've lost my will to really do anything, even draw. Usually I draw out my feelings until I feel better. But it's like I feel nothing anymore. I've been bed-ridden with this sickness. I can't sleep at night. I haven't eaten in days. I can't stop thinking negative thoughts.
I know I need help, but I don't know what can help me at this point. I want to stay home, but at the same time I want to go far, far away. Everything is changing. I just want peace. I want things to go back to the way they were...
Mostly, I want to completely change myself.
So you can consider this farewell for now. I may be back. Depends on if I regain my will.
I'm going deep into the heart of the mountains of West Virginia next week, surrounded by nothing but nature and silence. Maybe I'll get a grip back on myself then.
But for now...so long, my lovely deviant friends. It's been fun.*Waterbendy