So I thought I should explain my lack of arts for the past few months.

A lot of shit has gone wrong in my life since October. My childhood best friend died from a drug overdose and it really fucked me up. As a result of my lack of stability, I started having more panic attacks, was fired from my temporary job at Auntie Anne's, and had to start a new medication to help with my anxiety.

Also, I've been taking an art class so a lot of my artistic process has been going into that. Hopefully I'll have some pictures up of my paintings later.

Anyway, right now I'm a week away from moving into my very first apartment with two of my closest and best friends and trying to find a good job. I still have moments of anxiety when I become paranoid about other people's intentions towards me, but overall I'm better. It's been over a year since I was betrayed by Jessica and I feel as though I've been recovering significantly. I just hope that the improvement continues and that, one of these days, I'll meet someone to make me happy.