#trying a cross between lined and painterly...we shall see
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trying a different approach to this illust and i want to SHOW ppl but i CAN'T bc it's for a zine and i'm sitting here losing my mind both positively and negatively over this drawing and i can't shove it in ppl's faces. sighs dramatically and flops onto my side before sighing another dramatic sigh
#trying a cross between lined and painterly...we shall see#i don't mind how it's turning out but it's a process i don't rly have a Process for so it's a lot of trial and error#but i do have a vision so that makes it easier#really at this point it's just funky tedious rendering and i'm sitting here like 'i wanna stream while i do this'#bc i'm chatty but i CAN'T#love oc zines but the worst part is sitting on the drawing for a few months after it's done#like what do you MEAN i can't shove this in their toyhouse galleries#behind the scenes
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Hard Times | June Goals Update
So it’s been another month. Somewhat scary to think that time flies straight over your head, and doesn't ever stop...
Anywho...
*If you would prefer to not read my struggles with bipolar disorder and in particular, the depressive side of it, feel free to skip past this ramble!*
Hey People of Earth!
I’ve had a month. It opened shitty, ended shitty, lots of shitty things happened in between. In regards to June--damn, how shitty it has been.
I have tried writing this post on its own for around a week now. And every single time I try, I end up trashing the draft. Last night I decided not to trash the draft, and post it today, but I’ve somehow trashed the draft.
Again...
So. I've sort of been severely depressed since the start of the month... Oh boy...
If you don't know, I was diagnosed officially as bipolar on May 31st of this year. I kid you not, the very next day, I fell back into this terrible depressive rut I haven't been able to escape since.
I’ve been waiting three years for someone to just validate the feelings I've had--I’ve been desperate for someone to tell me what my doctor told me on May 31st. I was convinced that hearing those words, hearing that diagnosis would make me the happiest person in the world, and I think it’s the disappointment that stemmed from not having that that just choked me this month.
I don’t know why hearing so hey, Rachel, yo, you’re actually bipolar sent me into the deepest, darkest hole I have ever existed in. Because I’d been waiting so long to hear those words. Past Me was positive everything would be better after I heard those words. Past Me always thought everything would get better after hearing those words, but things have only gotten progressively worse.
I’m diagnosed as bipolar, and I can’t tell you how hard that has been to swallow.
I’m sincerely sorry for missing blog posts, and promising I’ll come back, and then never coming back. I’ve literally torn myself apart because of this... But, I’ve lived like a ghost this month, and doing anything has been so painful.
I went from high to low in the span of seconds, and I can’t leave.
I want to get into how it feels to be bipolar, and to cycle into these moods so frequently. Of course, this is only my experience with this disorder. Others might not experience this like I do.
So for me, shifting from high to low feels like someone is punching me in the face, and will not stop. I hate going from okay one moment, to so low the next. It’s so frustrating to me. Ask my family or friends--it’s fucking frustrating for them too because do you know how difficult it is for someone to see you having the time of your life one day, and then being in such a dark place the next? I hardly understand this. I can’t imagine how those around me feel. Switching from high to low feels like I’m a failure, and I cannot stop failing, because of all things, I can’t control my own brain, even though I feel like I should have that right. I’m not strong enough to control my brain--it controls me. Switching from high to low makes me feel so stuck. Like I’m struggling in quicksand, but there is no way out. You feel defeated by yourself, even though you shouldn't have a competition within yourself . But that’s kind of what goes on with me every time this happens. My body and soul go to war, when that should never happen.
I feel like to a point, while I emphasize honesty in my blog posts, there’s a line I draw. There’s a point where I fear if I talk more about this, and talk more about the fact that every single thing I did in June was torturous, people will not want to listen. I don’t want to bog people down. But this affects my writing life so much, and in turn, will affect you.
Imagine one day, you’re on top of the world. You have everything you could ever want. You are successful. You feel great about yourself. You are in the best state you have ever been in. Now imagine, the next day, you witness something so upsetting, you spiral into the deepest rut you’ve ever been in. You don't want to keep going. You’re choking on your own life. You feel hollow.
This happens to me. Every day. Every week. Every month.
I wish I could be more positive about this... I miss my positivity so much.
I can’t remember if I’ve talked about this on here before. But January and February are always the worst months I ever have to experience. Jan and Feb of 2015 were emotionally draining, but I didn’t know why, so I moved along as they went. Jan and Feb of 2016? A little harder to get by, but I did it, with a little help from ALL THE BRIGHT PLACES. Jan and Feb of 2017? Completely different ball game. I’ve never fought so hard to stay here.
Until June…
I always said that if I didn’t have a diagnosis before January and February of 2018, I’d probably not survive beyond then.
I didn’t know I was capable of feeling that pain in a completely different realm of time.
June isn’t the winter. June is sunny, and bright, and where all the happiness should stem from. There are flowers outside. The sky is blue. Everything is beautiful. June isn’t supposed to bring misery like January and February. June is supposed to be breezy and light, and the cross into summer vacation. But I just exited the hardest month I’ve ever had to live through. And I hate that I’ve said that statement somewhere around 8 times in my life, and I’m hardly even sixteen.
I can’t tell you why I’m so depressed. I can’t explain it. I can’t tell you it’s because something bad happened in my life. Because nothing did. Nothing happened. Nothing should have changed.
Gah. I didn't want to have to say all of this. But I know if I don't know, I never will.
So welcome to my off day. Or my off month. I guess.
So now that all of that's been said, let’s get into these insanely ambiguous goals, shall we?
1. Hit 80k in FOSTERED #5.
HIT 90K BABY.
2. Outline more of ALANNIS, and like maybe try to finish it, though I mean this isn’t going to happen, so yeah, just work on it pls
Didn’t even touch the thing. lol sorry.
3. Upload another video.
Guess who didn’t do this. Guess who has a video ready to upload just sitting on her computer. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Actually, I do. (Reference above, lol)
(I will get this thing up when I feel a little better I promise!)
4. Read a book yo.
Didn’t do this. Also because of the above. Sigh. I did start THE HATE U GIVE and it’s amazing thus far. I’m around 100 pages in, and I love it.
5. Finish another character portrait.
If there’s something I did this month... Jeez...
I did a lot of art this month, man... So I mean, if there’s a silver lining to anything, it’s that... I actually just finished one of these an hour ago. I’m not going to show you one of them because I’m not digging the final outcome that much.
I finished this AWESOME painting of Emily from the FOSTERED books AKA the character who looks different every time I write with her... lol. (Did I just call my own art awesome? Uhm, well I say awesome because @sarahkelsiwrites drew the sketch, I only painted it in. So yes.)
I don't like complimenting my own work, but um, I think I have substantially (and quite miraculously) improved my abilities to shade using the painterly technique.
I actually did my first digital painting using the painterly technique earlier in the month.
Here I bring you, ‘Angsty Ben’
LOOK AT HIS EYELINER
LOOK AT HIS BLEACHED HAIR
LOOK AT HIS LIP RING.
LOOK AT HIS ANGST PATCH JACKET
LOOK AT HIS STROKES FANBOY T-SHIRT
THE SURF CURSE PATCH KILLS ME
WHO ELSE SEES THE CLIFFORD IS A DISAPPOINTMENT PATCH ON THE BOTTOM LEFT.
LOWKEY WHAT A FUTURE 17-YEAR-OLD BEN LOOKS LIKE.
Hahahahahaaaaaaa
I know. This is the best thing I’ve ever created. Ha. So this cheered me up. Awesome.
Obviously, it’s not entirely finished, though I’m just stopping here at this point, because it was really only here as a test in shading.
My point here, is that I think there’s quite a large improvement in shading...
@sarahkelsiwrites did an amazing job on Emily’s sketch, so huge thanks to her! I have a speedpaint for this, so it’ll be up at some point in time... Harrison is actually supposed to be next to her, buuuuut he’s giving me trouble, so... (He will be completed at some point in time also.)
AND NOW LOOK HOW LIT THIS IS
@sarahkelsiwrites drew me the most AMAZING portrait of Lonan, and I die.
If you don't know, the name Lonan means blackbird, and the meaning of his name, though never stated in the books, is a huge point of symbolism in the novels...
This is the sketch she drew (excuse the world’s shittiest scan):
(It’s shitty a) because the paper is kind of way too big for the scanner, and b) because haha my scanner is shitty)
BUT CAN WE JUST.
And then I, around an hour ago, went in and added colour...
AHHHHHHHH
Sarah said she’d eventually like to do a digital painting of this as well, so I’m just so stoked... THE SYMBOLISM IN THIS DRAWING ACTUALLY MURDERS MEEEEEE.
Cuz yanno, birds are supposed to be in cages, but LOOK AT HIIIIM.
In other news, I finally have an idea for book five’s cover...
Bless you, Sarah. Bless. This thing makes me so happy.
I also have a speedpaint for this. So yeah. Onslaught of vids coming your way the minute I start feeling better.
6. Complete that huge edit on FOSTERED #5.
YAAAAAS. I did this. In school. Like a boss. If you don't know, I like to go back and edit my novel every 10k words or so, and accidentally eventually let the usual 10k turn into 30k... So to continue writing, I had to make a bit of a large edit, and I did it! I think it happened in a day or so? So it was a lot less arduous than anticipated.
7. *Maybe* re-visit I’M DISAPPOINTED. Just maybe. If it won’t drive you nuts. Or at least look at the query and fix it up a little.
I thought about re-visiting I’M DISAPPOINTED. lol. Does that count. (More news on what the heck is happening with this book in my writing update which should be up at some point in time..)
8. Write at least 100 words in the I’M DISAPPOINTED short story.
I didn’t do this. I was supposed to edit what I had. I have it all formatted and everything. But I never printed it out... So then, I just never wrote anything...
Ahhh well, look at all the amazing art above, lol. I’ve done more, but I’m saving all that stuff for later when they’re all cleaned up and stuff.
So those were all my goals and stuff. So I mean, even though I had the shittiest month ever, I still managed to somehow get a lot of things done. I’m addicted to work. This is a problem.
(Oh by the way, another goal I hit this month... You know how I said a while back that I wanted to get a 97% average this semester? Well... uh. I kind of did. 97.25% to be exact... yeaaaaaahhhhhh I should stop...)
So here are more goals:
1. Hit 100k in FOSTERED #5
2. Outline more of ALANNIS, and like maybe try to finish it, though I mean this isn’t going to happen, so yeah, just work on it pls
3. Upload another video.
4. Read a book yo.
5. Finish another character portrait
like come on
6. Write at least 100 words in the I’M DISAPPOINTED short story.
pls.
Some exciting things happening in my life right now:
- I’m seeing Ed Sheeran in concert this FRIDAYYYYYY
- I might be seeing Precious Kid in Pennsylvania. Possibly.
- MY BROTHERS MET PRECIOUS KID
- I’M SEEING FLIPPIN SURF CURSE IN CONCERT AT THE END OF AUGUST
- Also going to Mexico
So many things are happening, man...
Because this post started out as the world’s biggest bummer, I want to maybe help anybody out there who needs some comfort by sharing a couple of things that’ve made my past month less terrible.
Daughter performances have been the only thing keeping me going at night when I can’t sleep. My insomnia hasn’t left me alone for this entire week. After trying everything I know of (come on fam, even my favourite ASMR vid doesn’t work), I’ve resorted to watching performances of one of my favourite bands.
Elena writes beautiful songs about her own sadness. She does it in a way that brings me so much comfort. And while all that I go through is ugly, Elena uses words that make it sound beautiful, and in doing so, make my pain less hurtful.
I’ve never seen them perform their song Made Of Stone live, so finding this performance was absolutely amazing. I love that she expresses thoughts I’ve had myself. It makes me feel like hey, I’m not the only one. Someone gets me. This song does that very well.
See, this is why I love music.
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You’ll find love kid, it exists
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This one really helped sooth my mind a bit. Which is nice. :)
This post really helped me when I was in a really suicidal rut a couple nights ago: https://themighty.com/2016/08/if-you-want-to-die-read-this/
^^^ I love this post.
On a little bit of a lighter note, Paramore’s Hard Times hits me where I need it.
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If you’ve been a long-time follower, you know how much your girl loves Paramore.
THIS SONG.
Lyrically, it’s one of the saddest things Paramore has put out. But they’ve paired it with this funky beat that’s so ironically happy… And guys… The accuracy in representing depression��� Oh my lord…
Hard times Gonna make you wonder why you even try Hard times Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry These lives And I still don’t know how I even survive Hard times Hard times
And I still don’t know how I even survive… <<< this hits my heart so much
I sing this part with no chilllllll.
*this brings me so much happiness*
Paramore was the thing that got me through that second terrible Jan+Feb beyond ATBP, so this is somewhat fitting…
This video by Dodie is the thing that pushed me to not give a shit if this seemed too bitter and pessimistic. She really made me feel that if I feel bitter and pessimistic, I should be real about that.
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I’m not actually a fan of hers (I just don’t watch her vids, though I probably will now), but I’ve seen this thing pop up in my recommended since it came out, and I finally watched it last night. I love this video.
Also just kind of a simple one, but my sister helps too. Like loads. So far, she’s been the one to make me smile and laugh, even when I’m in the actual middle of this muggy period.
Maybe you don’t know this about me, but I’m a die-hard ASMR fan (if you suffer from insomnia, this is my secret to sleep), and CarolineASMR’s 24/7 livestream has been giving me life.
Whenever I’m just very down, and need something to do, I listen to this. And it’s always there. Which is so great for so many reasons. I wasn’t going to mention this one because I didn’t think it was that much of a help, but after going through my YouTube history, I realize that I’ve relied on this livestream so much this past week…
(If you ever need ASMR recs, hellooooo)
(START WITH BRIGHTGREYASMR THAT’S ALL I HAVE TO SAY, YOU’RE WELCOME. THIS video is the only one that kills my insomnia around 90% which is AWESOME)
So all of these things have contributed to making my life a little easier. I wanted to share them with you to hopefully bring some light into your life, if you’ve been going through some hard times too. Just know that at some point in life, this suck will ease. I don’t know if it will ever get better, and I won’t say that because I know I don’t even like when people say that to me. But you’re literally going to keep kicking ass. Even if all you’re doing right now is existing, you are still worthy of every single moment you have. I know I don’t have hope right now, so I can’t tell you to just have hope, because sometimes, being hopeful isn’t always easy. I hope you find your hope, and I hope I find my hope. If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m all ears.
That’s kind of the end of this post... Thank you for listening, if you made it this far. Thank you for letting me express myself when I need to. I hope this serves as a bit of an explanation for my MIA-ness. I’ll try to be back as soon as I can. You guys are sincerely the best.
See you in the next one. :)
--Rachel
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