You ever just uuuhh...gay and in love?? 🌻🌺

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You ever just uuuhh...gay and in love?? 🌻🌺
I have drawn maybe two things this year.
[image description: Sun Bun is belly flopped on the ground reaching tiredly for their tablet and stylus. They then surrender and faceplant on the ground in defeat.]
[A drawing of five people of different shapes, sizes, disabilities, and races side by side on a pastel blue background. Some are dressed in traditional Muslim garb. The overall palette consists of pastels, purples and peaches. Sprinkled across their clothing are the colors of the Pride flag.]
Happy Eid to all of my fellow muslims! 🐑
Remember, God made you perfect just the way you are.
I haven’t really had time to draw between work but I love big sister arashi more than I love myself so here are some scribbles.
I lost to my brain (and to his smile 😭💕)
The sunshine boy hopes you all have a great day!!
Everyone has that character they doodle when they don’t know what else to draw. Mine is Nico Yazawa.
[Drawing of a little brown rabbit person wearing a yellow hoodie with a blue carrot on it, a little denim skirt, and black leggings. They are leaning against a giant spoon, one hand wiping their sweaty forehead, and sighing. The cursive words at the top of the spoon read “Spoonless Sunflower”]
Hi there. I made this blog in 2014 when everything began to fall apart, starting with my body. I went to numerous doctors, had to drop out of art school, and turned against myself harder than I ever thought possible.
Everyone told me I was just depressed and that a positive attitude was all that was needed to make everything go back to normal. No matter how positive I was, nothing worked. I felt like a failure. A horrible person. I grew to hate myself and spent four years on the edge of suicide. Doctors told my parents that I was exaggerating and sent me to therapists. Therapists either told me my issues were physical or tried to treat problems that were never really there.
Even after being diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, no one seemed to take me or the diagnosis seriously and, subsequently, neither did I. Finding the spoonie community and reading everyone else’s stories and struggles with these very same issues saved me. I learned to be kinder to myself because of all of you and I’m eternally grateful. Still, I never got a chance to actually be a part of this community.
And so, I’m returning to where it all started. This secret space I made as a scared college kid who didn’t know where else to turn. I have other issues I’m currently struggling with and decided that this safe space is just what I need while I figure things out.
Long story short, I’m here to cry and to offer solace to those of you who also need someone to listen and understand. I’ll be posting a lot about spoonie stuff, lgbt, aesthetics, and of course my own art and rambles!
Let’s be pals!
Went back to Pocket Camp recently. It's been just the kind of calm outdoor aesthetic that I needed 🐡