Mobian | 33 | They/Them
BFA in Media Arts and Animation.
I like to draw anthro and animal characters.
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https://mobianangel.carrd.co/
I was considering making these a YCH, but because of how time consuming it is to make the stripes (hence why these 3 are all flags with the same number of stripes lmao) I may have to take like, only a couple at a time.
Would anyone be interested in one of these if I offered them?
Hey, so did anyone else notice that Skylanders went from insanely popular to just dropping off the face of the planet? Are we ever gonna talk about that?
I caught a cold or flu or something that's been going around... and then it turned into a respiratory infection and then it turned into an ear infection and I've been out of work for a week cause I'm coughing so violently and my ear is stuffed up so when I stand up or walk I get dizzy and every time I sleep I just wake up drowning in my own mucus and my whole ribcage hurts from coughing and being unbalanced on one side is driving me insane because I have OCD. And then today when I decided to go back into work even though I am still not better?????????? my period started,. i AM GOING TO EXPLODE
Thank you for all the kind words on the autism post. I feel less alone knowing that other people can relate to it. And I do plan to talk about it in therapy (when I can get into therapy again) so don't worry.
I've been trying to figure out how to talk about this for awhile now.
A few weeks ago, I was officially diagnosed with autism. At the age of 33. And I've sort of been having a crisis about it. I've been looking back on my life in a whole new perspective and it's just.... frustrating and upsetting.
I was autistic the entire time, and I just didn't know it. My mannerisms, that I didn't even know were weird, are likely the reason so many classmates and even adults were mean to me all the time. I've gone my entire life just thinking I was some kind of alien weirdo because people are inclined to be mean to me or give me disapproving looks every time I just exist in public. I still don't know exactly *what* I am doing that's so annoying, though; for years I had chalked it up to being atrociously ugly, because one time a classmate told me that was why he was mean to me. But it turns out, being universally hated is a very common autistic experience.
I have always been aware of the fact that I used to be extremely energetic as a child, but as time went on my energy got drained from me and never came back. I also used to be able to emote, but now I come off as expressionless and rude to coworkers and other people, which is causing conflict in my daily life-- and I'm scared of confrontation!
One time my dad told me that the doctors gave me vaccines that made me hyperactive and hard to deal with when I was little. And he was glad I didn't act that way anymore. My dad would always make fun of me and laugh with my brothers about how I cried and had big emotions because I was a girl. And I would be outright punished if I expressed anger. I felt so cringe and stupid about my emotions that I started to hide them. And now I don't know how to show them anymore.
I used to have enough energy to come home from school and work on projects (Sonic Comix and other YouTube things) until dinnertime, uninterrupted for hours, after a hard day of school, every single day. I used to be really passionate about what I made, and I used to be so excited to share it with people. Now, ever since I contracted "depression," I can't work on anything for longer than like, an hour at a time, and it's always forced. It's a chore now. I'm so tired. Turns out it's autistic burnout from trying to act a certain way and play a "normal" character all the time. For decades. I've now hit the burnout point and I don't know how to get out of it. I still have to go out in public for work and play pretend all day, which keeps me exhausted. I still can't let my emotions out, and it's tiring to hold them in.
I wish i could back and undo all this damage that was done to me that has permanently ruined me as a person.
It's like as if someone put a "kick me" sign on me as soon as I was born, and everyone knew it was there, but instead of helping me, they all kicked me. All of them. And I didn't find out until I was 33 and a professional told me "Hey, you've had this 'kick me' sign on your back the entire time! That'll be $800." Cool, so now what do I do about all these injuries and shoeprints that are all over me?
There have been some upsides to the diagnosis, like actually understanding what the fuck is going on with me. I just needed to vent about the negative stuff, because I can't really talk about it to anyone. Even my friends don't really seem to understand the gravity of it all. I'm not even sure I can properly articulate it to them.
Tyler redesign. I gave him a more believable emo look this time. He is not the same breed(s) as the rest of his family because he was adopted. You could say he is a rescue.