Skull Vomit

Every man bitching about being put in the “friendzone”  needs to get kicked in the nuts. I mean really. Being lonely sucks, but being a piece of shit misogynist asshole sucks more. No one in the world owes you a fucking thing. Just fucking go away.

Wanting someone who doesnt want you sucks, rejection hurts. But when you bring sexist shit into it I have no empathy for you. Fuck off.

I guess it’s that time of the month where I’ve convinced myself I will never get any work ever again and I won’t be able to pay my bills and I’m a failure and blah blah blah.

Fuck you, brain.

Sick sick sicker

Man, last night and this afternoon was fucking horrible, got really sick and vomited and could barely sleep. Only just now have I been able to stand up without feeling like I’m gonna vomit. Still really sore and coughing and feverish but it’s a bit better.

Major bummer cause now I’m behind on work and I wanted to do some stuff for my gf  earlier but couldn’t.

Obviously it could be much worse but I’ve always had a kinda kickass immune system and I’m fucking weak when it comes to this shit.

I’m feeling very much like a talentless slob who should stop making art. I won’t, because it’s important to me and I love creating things and I do see value in my stuff.

But every few days or so I get really bummed out when I compare myself to other artists. I’m devoid of the discipline and skill that so many folks have. My whole creative process is just pure desire and instinct, nothing else, and so often I wonder if it’s enough.

I’ve got a lot of positive feedback from people and it means a lot to me, and I don’t think people would pay for my work if they thought it sucked. But I look at a lot of other artists and I just feel like such a fucking colossal joke.

I dunno. I’m a whining mess right now.

I’m a sensitive bitch

I spent a few hours feeling rather depressed because a client of mine bitched me out about some minor fuckups I made. My life is pretty fucking cool and I don’t have to deal with bosses in person anymore and I can work in my underwear, but I’m just too damn sensitive to any kind of aggression or demands some days. I need to make the move from self-employed to actually not having a boss of any kind, but I’m not really sure how to do that.