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Hey. It’s been a while.
Not gonna lie, I’ve been struggling. Being around people my age again is more overwhelming than I thought. It’s almost time for midterms, and I still have yet to make a friend. It’s pathetic.
I’m back in therapy, but I decided to use the on campus therapists (who are interns btw). I’m really hoping I can actually make some progress this time because I can’t keep living like this. But I know therapists don’t fix people, I have to actually do the work. I just don’t know how.
So this piece is actually a year old. For the final project of my creative writing class at my junior college, we had to make a mini portfolio with a few poems & one short story we wrote and make a cover page. So I drew this based on the title of one of my poems, “Flame in My Chest.”
Ngl I kinda hate this drawing now because you can clearly tell I used a reference since that’s not how I normally draw people. But I was pressed for time and it got the point across. I meant to post it ages ago but just forgot, but figured now was as good a time as any since it encapsulates how I feel rn.
I want to live my life. I want to not be so put off and afraid of literally everything. I want to be better. I need to be better.

(P.S. I drew another sketch for this assignment which I will post later)

Description
Hey. It’s been a while.
Not gonna lie, I’ve been struggling. Being around people my age again is more overwhelming than I thought. It’s almost time for midterms, and I still have yet to make a friend. It’s pathetic.
I’m back in therapy, but I decided to use the on campus therapists (who are interns btw). I’m really hoping I can actually make some progress this time because I can’t keep living like this. But I know therapists don’t fix people, I have to actually do the work. I just don’t know how.
So this piece is actually a year old. For the final project of my creative writing class at my junior college, we had to make a mini portfolio with a few poems & one short story we wrote and make a cover page. So I drew this based on the title of one of my poems, “Flame in My Chest.”
Ngl I kinda hate this drawing now because you can clearly tell I used a reference since that’s not how I normally draw people. But I was pressed for time and it got the point across. I meant to post it ages ago but just forgot, but figured now was as good a time as any since it encapsulates how I feel rn.
I want to live my life. I want to not be so put off and afraid of literally everything. I want to be better. I need to be better.

(P.S. I drew another sketch for this assignment which I will post later)