Few days ago,
I've made a announcement on my board saying that I was sick and probably won't be too active on wattpad.
And you're probably thinking "and? This is a art book, shouldn't you be posting art and not chit chatting about your dumb illness that you could just be faking for attention!"
And yes your completely right so here is some art
You can go now but if you want to stay and read stuff than you may do so.
The thing I want to say after the first paragraph is that I'm no longer sick and I can't just post and use wattpad like a n o r m a l h u m a n b e i n g !
But nooooo- I've posted this chapter mainly because I'm making too big of a deal over the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing with my life and I find no purpose in life, I'm slowly losing my friend i haven't seen my mom for over two years, I'm such a annoying and sensitive I can't stop crying, I don't think I'm grateful enough for what I have, I want to make some gifts for the people here and in real life and supports me and makes me days better but I have the motivation of a 15 year old flip flop.
Tldr: I probably have depression and I probably also won't be as active on wattpad or any other social media app as I was before.
Anyways, I hope you guys have a good day, noon, or night and goodbye.