So much has happened in the last year I've been away. Has it actually been a year?!
Anyway, it's been mostly work, school, and volunteering to keep me occupied from this place. I still do a bit of Art here and then but nothing worth uploading to dA. But somewhere in between those three things, I've had the pleasure of discovering some great and dreadful things about myself, and my interpersonal relationships.
Something's been "bugging" me and I've grown to really appreciate it. I've learned to overcome my fear of insects and found a new hobby in collecting them. I even go as far as film a couple of random ones found in my backyard:
Insect Variety Show
(check out my YouTube channel for some short clips of bugs I've collected in the last 7 months)
I feel much closer to nature than I've ever been before, which is almost an antidote for my zombified frame of mind. I love spending time out in the sun foraging for insects to the point where I ultimately lose track of time... and even get kinda lost. I would do this kind of job fulltime if I didn't have other obligations. I'd rather lose myself in nature or in something that I enjoy any day.
The other thing that's been "bugging" me, and it's always been bugging me is mental illness.
I'm still coming to grips with my depression and trichotillomania. Still struggling to accept it for what it is despite all months of therapy because that's just the thing: there are treatments available but EFFECTIVE treatment is more important as well as SUPPORT.
Which takes me to the 'dreadful' part about my life with mental illness: I'm finding it harder and harder to tolerate the people who only make use of me to fulfill their immediate needs while I am trying to apply what I've been taught during therapy (medication doesn't count except the side effects can be manageable).
Even in this age, communication isn't any better than it was 30 years ago.